CHAPTER 25
Jake
watched Toby and Lizzy run to their mother.
He had a strange look on his face as he remembered the battle on Mars
eleven years before. He turned to them.
“Do you have weapons?” he said.
“Oh, crap!” Tibbs said stunned.
“A few old rifles, but not many
bullets for them,” she said. “We have
one of the new pulse rifles. And we have
many blades.”
“We have the will and perhaps
surprise on our side,” October said. “They
won’t expect a fair fight.”
“There will be nothing fair about it,” Jake said.
“Well, you can count me out,” Tibbs
said. “I’m taking my ore and getting the
hell out of here.”
“You can leave if you want, Tibbs,
but you’ll go empty-handed,” Jake said.
Tibbs jumped to his feet. “You don’t
have any say in what I do! I’m out of
here!” he said and headed for the door, “I’m taking my share with me.”
He started to reach for the door
handle and stopped when he heard the sound of a shotgun-blaster coming on. He turned slowly and saw Elana pointing the
weapon at him.
“You want to lose that hand?” she
said.
Tibbs studied her eyes and the blaster. He didn’t believe she would shoot and reached
for the door.
A fist-sized hole exploded,
vaporizing the handle. He jerked his
hand back and glared at her with hate-filled eyes.
“Bitch!” He snarled. “I guess it’s
a good thing you’re a bad shot.”
“If it makes you feel better to
believe that,” she said adjusting the weapon, aiming it at his head.
“Sit down, Tibbs,” Jake ordered.
Tibbs gave both of them a hateful
look. Reluctantly, he went back to the
table and sat down.
Jake and Elana exchanged a quick
look. He took a deep breath and seemed to dig deep inside to bring up a resolve
that he had kept hidden for eleven years.
“How many men are there who can
fight?” he asked.
October winked at Elana.
“All are willing, but perhaps eight
or ten are capable,” she said. “The
women will also fight.”
“We have to keep Amasunto and the others out
of town.”
“How?” October asked. “There are
too many of them to fight in the open.”
“I want you two to make
preparations.”
“And you?” Elana asked.
He smiled slightly. “I’m going to
try to convince them to stay away.”
“What are you gonna do, talk them
to death,” Tibbs growled.
“Something like that,” Jake said.
Elana studied Jake a moment. Then she
slapped the blaster up in both her hands as she turned to October. “Come on,
father. We’ve got work to do.”
“And what am I supposed to do?”
Tibbs said.
Jake nodded toward October and
Elana. “Help them or stay out of the way,” he said.
Jake, Elana and October went out
the door, leaving Tibbs sulking.
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