Intergalactic Justice Book II: Maximum Velocity

Intergalactic Justice Book II:

MAXIMUM VELOCITY

By

Marly Mathews

© copyright by Marly Mathews, July 2010

Cover Art by Alex DeShanks, July 2010

ISBN 978-1-60394-443-4

New Concepts Publishing

Lake Park, GA 31636

www.newconceptspublishing.com

This is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and places are of the author’s imagination and not to be confused with fact. Any resemblance to living persons or events is merely coincidence.

Chapter One

New Jamaica

The Future

Samantha Cassidy ran down the dark alleyway. She spoke into her personal communicator and pulled out her titanium Bo staff at the sight of the two thugs that stood at the end of the alley.

“Where is she?” Samantha asked, as static filled the line.

“I’ve got a reading on her, she should be less than twenty feet from you,” Johanna’s voice streamed out to her. Johanna as usual sounded remarkably calm, and yet Samantha was about ready to do some heavy damage.

“Didn’t I tell her that we couldn’t take down the Anasazi Triad without all of us working together?”

“And this is coming from the one woman ass-kicking machine,” Johanna retorted, making a loud noise, which strangely resembled a snort. Samantha sighed heavily. She didn’t have time for the two sumo-sized wrestlers that were now staring at her with blank expressions on their faces.

“Samantha?”

“I’m still here, but I’ve got a wee bit of a distraction on my hands.”

“What kind of a distraction?” Samantha loved her sister, but she still didn’t like the tone of worry in her voice. Johanna was constantly fretting over her welfare. It wasn’t as if she hadn’t gotten herself in this kind of a tight jam before.

“Let’s just say, they’re both the size of....” her voice trailed off when she saw the large explosive device that was rigged to the outside of the warehouse that stood behind the two thugs. She eyed them impatiently, wishing that they’d just get up and take off. She hadn’t the slightest idea why they were standing there still as statues. She walked up to them and fell into a fighting stance. She held her Bo staff out, and then inhaled sharply as one of the security lights from the warehouse settled on them.

“Oh, shit!” she muttered. They were holographic projections. Groaning loudly, she dashed to the explosive device. She pushed the activation button on her Bo staff, and smiled when it shrunk back down to its easy carrying size. Hooking it onto her belt, she smoothed her hair back and sighed.

“Hey, Johanna, you wouldn’t happen to know how to deactivate a Romanelli Bomb would you?”

“You’ve got to be freaking kidding me! Please tell me that that isn’t the type of bomb that is rigged. Samantha, for heaven’s sake, get your ass out of there. Those bombs are nearly impossible to deactivate once they’ve been set. If you stick around much longer, you’ll become part of the crater that Sullivan’s Warehouse is about to be.”

“Is Veronica still inside?”

“Yes, I still have her body signature on my sensors.”

“Have you been able to open a communication channel to her yet?"

“Nope.”

“I can’t just leave. I have to get inside to her. I’ve got ten minutes until the bomb is set to explode, I think I can just make it work.”

“JUST?Samantha, don’t you scare the living daylights out of me, with those nerves of steel that you possess. I’m coming to help you, Eleanor says that we can make the distance you’ve crossed on foot, in exactly five minutes.”

“Fine. Get down here as soon as you’re able, but I don’t have time to diddle fart around while I wait for you. I’m sorry, Johanna, but I have to go in, and get Veronica’s ass out of the fire. As much as I hate to admit it, she is part of the team now. And besides, poor Ross’s heart would be shattered, if Veronica were to go to pieces.”

“And how dear sister, do you propose to get inside of Sullivan’s warehouse?”

“I’m going to break in.”

“Oh, yeah. Just give me a minute while I hit my head against the controls. Your idea of breaking in will trigger the security systems.”

“Not to worry, Johanna. Dylan and Tyler have masterminded this nifty little gadget for me. It will nullify the security system, and let me waltz right in.”

“Sorry to break this to you Samantha, but you never have waltzed into a room, and I don’t think that you’re about to learn new tricks now.”

“Ha, ha. I’m like laughing on the inside.”

“Seriously, Samantha, BE CAREFUL!”

If she had an Earth dollar for every time Johanna told her to be careful, she’d be set for retirement.”

“Not to worry my beloved sis, I’ll be as careful as I always am.”

“Yep, that makes me feel a lot better. I wish you’d just get off your high horse, and let Tyler or Dylan accompany us.”

“I won’t be needing Tyler’s help.” She thought back to how Tyler had become distant toward her. Cold even. It had been six months since she’d rescued him from the noose Devlin had waiting for him, and the last three months with him had been a total mess. They were going down the road to divorce court…. She could feel it in her bones.

“I wouldn’t be so sure, Tyler’s slippery little fingers are invaluable when it comes to intricate security systems.”

“He’s good where he is.” She rolled her eyes with the way that Tyler had been acting since she’d rescued him from the noose, she felt safer knowing he was out of her way. He could do a hell of a lot less damage cooped up on the Excalibur than he could running amok with her on a mission.

“You know, you’re going to have to give in one of these days, and allow Tyler to be more than just your lover boy.”

“Johanna, I don’t have time for this lecture right now.”

“I don’t lecture. I never tell you what to do, I only advise you.”

“Whatever. I’ve just found the security system. Wish me luck.”

“I’m not only wishing you luck, but I’m praying like crazy.”

Samantha studied the high tech security alarm, and reached for the magic key that would let her in. She inserted it carefully into the card swiping area, and waited expectantly for the door to slide open. She stared at the warehouse door, swallowing thickly when she saw no change. “Freaking fantastic!” She was sorely tempted to just pull out her pistols, and try shooting her way in. But she doubted that would help her in any way.

Breathing deeply, she flipped the card around in her hands. Squinting against the encroaching darkness of night, she activated her powers against her better judgment and flooded the alley with amethyst sparkling orbs of light. It gave her just enough light to see her error. She had the card inserted upside down.

“Are you in yet?” Johanna’s voice startled her, and she nearly let go of the magic key.

“I’m about ready.” She didn’t want to tell Johanna that she couldn’t get in because of her own screw up.

“Were you trying to put it in upside down?” Johanna asked.

She grunted, rolled her eyes, and swiped the card through again. Johanna knew her to well. Here she was, trying her best to help Veronica, and Johanna had it all figured out. It was as if the woman was a telepath. They already had two in the family, and she definitely didn’t need another. Granted, Johanna had super senses that were attuned to things other people didn’t pick up, but if she didn’t know better she’d of sworn that Johanna was an Alpha Psychic.

This time the heavily fortified door slid back. Grinning like a manic fool, she rushed through the opening. “I’m in.”

“Right. Now remember to get those eyes in the back of your head working.”

“They’re always working.”