Knaleg: A Terraneu Novel (Book 3) Read Free

would be more time.”
    Catherine was in shock. How had he found and hacked her tablet? It had
the top of the line cryptography with biometrics, nobody could just hack it.
She tried to recall what he had said after drugging her. She had heard some
strange coded conversations before, but what was he taking about? A port pad?
What was Antilles? She was still struggling to stay focused when she lost the
fight and everything went black.
    ~*~*~*
    Catherine felt like she had a huge sweat sock in her mouth, and it tasted
nasty! She groaned and rolled sluggishly on the bed. Her mind was fuzzy, and
she couldn’t seem to make any connection to her thoughts. She knew she was in
Scotland, there was a seemingly nice old man and a really good-looking one. She
was investigating them…but why she couldn’t remember. She looked over at the
nightstand, there was a container of water that she wanted to drink. She
struggled to a sitting position, her hands were shaking with the effort to push
her black hair out of her face. It wasn’t long, was only about shoulder length
but the bangs were bothering her. Why she couldn’t focus on anything, but was
worried about her hair puzzled her. Then her head started to clear a little,
and she stumbled to the bathroom to splash water on her face.
    She had been drugged, and something was going to happen today. What time
was it? She stumbled into her bedroom and saw that the time was almost three
o’clock. The large man, Kneus had said they only had ten hours. That meant she
only had an hour to try to stop whatever they were doing. Catherine rushed to
send a coded SOS to her superiors, then got dressed, looked for her side arm in
its hiding place. Kneus must have found it because it was missing. She had
hidden another one on the premises in a secure place and hurried outside to
retrieve it.
    The most activity had come from the knoll, so she quickly ran in that
direction. For a vacation destination with over a hundred women, it was eerily
quiet. Catherine knew she was running out of time. She picked up her pace until
finally she heard some sort of noise up ahead, so she turned toward the sound.
She slowed and crept around trees keeping her eyes open for anything
suspicious. When she peered around a tree into a small clearing, she swallowed
her gasp of surprise and pulled back. She saw some of the females lying on the
ground. Unconscious or dead she wasn’t sure, but the large male was standing
over them. She moved slowly around the tree, and checked to make sure he wasn’t
looking her direction. Putting one foot slowly in front of the other, she made
her way to a point until she had a clear view.
    There were about six women on the ground, Kneus was moving them so they
weren’t touching the strange glassy looking ground he was standing on. When he
moved away from the last female, Catherine stepped forward. Her firearm pointed
at his heart.
    “Don’t move.” Her voice sounded steady, which she was happy for. With the
adrenaline rush, and drugs he had given her she was hoping not to sound like
Mickey Mouse. “Put your hands in the air.”
    He turned toward her, his hands going into the air. “I am not armed
little female.” His face showed concern over the weapon she was holding.
    “I had another gun in a different hiding place.” Catherine stated at his
obvious surprise over her having a weapon. “What did you do to those women?”
Catherine asked, moving ever so slowly to see if the females on the ground had
any obvious injuries.
    “Very smart tactic to have additional weaponry in a secondary location,
my brother would approve.” Kneus was looking at her with something like
admiration. Then he gestured toward the women, “They are just sleeping right
now. Dosed to stay that way until the end of the allotted portal time. They
will wake up in about ten minutes.” Kneus kept his hands up.
    “Where are the others? Where is Mr. McPherson?” Catherine was standing on
the ground that upon closer