Boarding of the New Horizons II
There was something wrong with this inspection. Jim's attitude
shifted from a feeling that something odd was afoot to one of genuine worry and
concern about where he stowed his firearm
as he watched the boarding crew climb up toward the bridge.
"They're not using safety grips on the handholds", he thought.
"Their clothing could catch any number of places" he wondered.
"They're moving far too quickly. They're not inspecting anything. They
want the ship." Captain Wallace barked an order to Lieutenant
Hereschoff. "Slam the hatch - close
it.", just as the form of "The Vulture" began to emerge through
the hatch opening. "Not so fast Captain, we'll be giving the orders from
now on." The foul smell of "The Vulture", Captain Penance as he
preferred on shipboard, along with the reptilian hiss in many of his slurred
words entered the cabin with him and his band of pirates dressed as Port Guard.
Jim's heart sank as Captain Penance began to re-plot a course
and speak over the intercom. "Dear passengers and crew this is Captain
Penance. We will be following a somewhat different course than we had
previously planned. Your safety and arrival at Port Grissom depends totally on
the willingness of your family and friends to transfer the funds we've
requested within the time limit we've determined. I'm sure there'll be no
problem. Enjoy your dinner. Out."
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