He notified his Undefeated captains that they would be put onto the shift schedule and one of them would be on patrol around the planet at all times. He would put two torpedo squadrons flying cover at all times. That should give them an edge, being able to support one another.
He considered that his troubles started when the Debran women were brought in. He discarded that idea as soon as it came into his head. He knew that his pirate brotherhood couldn’t last forever. He knew that the Fleet would come after him, but who owns this other ship and fleet? He had some credits stashed away in various world banks. If he pulled it all together, it made quite a tidy sum. He could live quite comfortably on that sum. He also knew that he would have to survive this current situation before he could even consider that.
He reviewed his defense plans again and decided to increase the numbers of mines placed by each shift. He also put one torpedo squadron from the next shift on stand by. That would give him 37 ships to defend the planet, if necessary. He also notified the Templar Corps Bishop-Commander that they might have company in the next few days, to pull out his heavy equipment, and start preparing ground defenses. Of course, he would also have to notify the populace and dust off his civil defense plans. Satisfied he had done all he could, he put himself to bed. Sleep did not come easy to him that night.
The two Shadow Scout Commanders reported into Fleet Commander J’Kalt. “Sir, Shadow Scout Commanders D’Lon and V’Tagg acknowledge your command. How may we serve the Empire?”
Admiral J’Kalt surveyed them with interest. D’Lon was a poster perfect Shadow Warrior, resplendent in his crimson cape. V’Tagg was something unexpected, a female Shadow Warrior. J’Kalt had known females were being recruited into Shadow Force, but V’Tagg was the first he’d seen. She was a perfect example of a K’Rang female. She was long of limb, sleek of fur, and bore the brow markings that were all the rage at the moment. He would be more than happy to fight for her submission when she came into season.
Admiral J’Kalt tossed these thoughts from his head and prepared to give these two their patrol orders.
“Shadow Scout Commanders, you will enter the star cluster at the location where the Human ship appeared. That appears to be an area of low gravity. Advance into the star cluster and determine a path sufficiently broad to allow my fleet to advance in battle formation. Identify all Human defenses, forces, and settlements. Find the path through the star cluster into Human space. Return when you have accomplished these tasks and report to me. Do you have any questions?”
They both came to attention and answered in unison, “No, Fleet Commander J’Kalt.”
“Then you are dismissed. Accomplish your mission. Long live the Empire!”
They came to a stiffer attention and echoed, “Long live the Empire!”
Alistair Bennett walked across the unoccupied golf course behind the large manor house. He stealthily moved from a grove of trees to ornamental shrubbery, always keeping out of view of the house. He made a quick dash from the last shrub 20 meters to the pool house. He crawled under a hedge and waited to see if there was to be any reaction from security forces.
After a reasonable time he peered around the edge of the pool house and froze. There, ten meters away, were two young women, nude, soaking up the sunlight. One was face down on the lounger and the other face up with a large hat covering her face. The view was breathtaking.
Alistair assumed these two were the Debran daughters, but needed to see their faces to confirm. He thought to himself, as he settled in to wait for one of them to show her face, that it was a dirty job, but someone had to do it. He didn’t have long to wait. The woman laying face up sat up, looked at her arms, and started applying lotion to them. She poked the other one and said she should turn over, as she was looking pink. As the second turned over and sat upright, Alistair confirmed he had found the Debran daughters. He stared for only a few seconds, but it seemed like an hour. Now he had to find the mother.
Julia Debran decided to join her daughters. Unlike them, she did not feel the need for an all over tan. She was perfectly fine with the tan lines left by her minimal swimsuit. She walked out to the pool, put down her book bag, took a quick dip, and climbed out to join her daughters. Not wanting full sun, she took the lounger in the shade of the hedge.
Alistair couldn’t ask for better luck. Julia Debran was five meters from him. He took a few seconds to compose a message and sent it off to the Vigilant.
“The Debrans have been found at the manor house-confirmed.”
He pondered whether to retire from the scene and contact them when a rescue was imminent, but figured he may not get a better opportunity than this. He silently moved behind the hedge until he was one meter away and directly behind Mrs. Debran.
He whispered, “Mrs. Debran.”
She reacted and said, “Yes?”
He whispered again, “Mrs. Debran, don’t turn around. I am part of your rescue force. Don’t speak. Just nod your head up and down for yes and side-to-side for no. Do you understand me?”
She nodded yes.
“I am going to leave a communicator in a small jewel case here behind you. Pretend you dropped something and pick it up. Fit it into your ear.”
Julia grabbed at her ear then sat up and looked around. She got off the lounger and looked underneath it and then at the shrubs. She saw Alistair lying there under the hedge. Sotto voce, she said, “This better be real and you’re not just some peeping tom.”
She picked up the box, opened it, removed the small communicator, and inserted it into her ear. Alistair climbed back away from the hedge and moved back toward the golf course.
Once he was safely inside a copse of concealing trees, with good all around visibility, he contacted Mrs. Debran.
“Julia, I have moved away and can’t see you now so you don’t need to nod in response. I have just sent a message to Fleet confirming your identity and location. They will work up a rescue plan, inform me, and then I will inform you. Don’t change your normal activities or act differently in any way. The rescue may take place tonight or tomorrow or next week. I won’t know more until they contact me with the details. If there is an emergency or they move you from this house, remove the communicator from your ear and tap the button on the bottom of the communicator then insert it back in your ear. The communicator has a locator so I will be able to find you wherever they take you.”
“The communicator has transmit capability. You can speak in a normal tone or whisper. Don’t try to speak to me in the house; the house is probably bugged. Come out to the pool by the waterfall or out on the golf course with no one around. I will leave it to you whether you will tell your daughters or not. If you do, make sure they keep their routine the same.”
“I’m going to go find a hide location now. I will be close by and watching. My name is Alistair, by the way. It’s been a pleasure to meet you. I’ll be in touch.”
Alistair moved off to the wooded area where he had accessed the property. He found a soft spot amongst the trees and made himself comfortable. He pulled out the sandwich Sally had made for him and chowed down. He hoped the rescue wouldn’t be too much of a wait. He hated field rations.
Kelly forwarded the message to Admiral Minacci and the 3rd ALG captains, per instructions, and he awaited a reaction. The reaction was swift, in the form of an execution order to dock with the Yellow Jacket and embark a platoon from the SOC. Admiral Minacci decided to conduct the rescue first and the assault after. He felt it was too dangerous for the Debran women to be rescued in the midst of an all out assault on the pirates. The women could be injured in the assault, executed by the pirates, or moved where the Fleet couldn’t get at them so easily.