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    The Hyacinth Rescue
    The Hyacinth Rescue
    The Hyacinth Rescue
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    The Hyacinth Rescue

    By Rudolph Kohn

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    The life of a deep space salvager is never easy. When Colton Trauvent hires Aric Misevelin and his team to find his father's missing ship, he learns that finding and recovering ships is not as easy as simply going from point A to point B. The potential for danger starts at the very beginning when he discovers that, as a potential client, he falls under a bit of suspicion himself.
    The typical salvage operation has four parts: First, any good salvager spends a little time making sure the client is who he says he is. There are plenty of unscrupulous individuals who would love to drag unsuspecting people out to the middle of nowhere and... well, you get the idea.
    Second, tracking a missing ship is frequently very difficult. Disabled ships usually emit none of the signs of life that distinguish running ships from random pieces of debris. Engines, communications, and life support systems can all fail, turning a bright speck in the blackness of space into a dim blob, difficult to perceive and even harder to identify.
    Third, if the missing ship is found, one must still figure out what went wrong, and whether to try to fix the damage, or just abandon the ship. Of course, the expense of abandoning the ship makes fixing the damage all the more attractive an option, so a good salvager has to know when to give up.
    Finally, simple mechanical fault is not terribly common. So the question a good salvager needs to find the answer to is: Is someone onboard responsible for the fault? Figuring out who you can trust can mean the difference between life and death, especially in the vast emptiness of space.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherRudolph Kohn
    Release dateJun 10, 2013
    ISBN9781301212064
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    Rudolph Kohn

    I'm a physicist trying to get into writing. I read a lot of mystery, sci-fi, and fantasy, and my writings hit the same genres (or I guess, will hit those genres--I still don't have a lot of pieces published). My greatest influence is probably Rex Stout. Check out my blog rnkfiction.blogspot.com for free short fiction and commentary on writing. Thanks for checking out my profile!

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      The Hyacinth Rescue - Rudolph Kohn

      The Hyacinth Rescue

      Rudolph Kohn

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      Copyright 2013 Rudolph Kohn

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      The salvage business can be pretty dull whenever we're not out trying to find someone, especially for those of us who play by the rules. Not only are there licenses, fees, inspections, and other red tape, but sometimes it means turning down a job when the guy can't prove who he is, and dealing with a lot of desperate people. The rules to good salvage work aren't all written down, but I've been around long enough to learn quite a few of the unwritten ones.

      It had been a typical off day in the office. I was dealing with a particularly detailed report from an especially irritating inspector. But the deadline for the report was still a ways off, so I was taking my time and not really working too hard on it. I hadn't had any calls from prospective clients, and hadn't gotten any messages on the net, so I was a bit surprised when, around four in the afternoon, two sharp knocks rang out on the front door. Not that I jumped or anything, but I did stop flipping through files and, after a moment's thought, resumed. Unexpected visitors usually meant scams or particularly rough jobs. Maybe if I waited a minute, they'd go away.

      No luck. It took a bit, maybe thirty seconds, but they came. Three more knocks, about the same as the first two. So I put down the files and went to answer the door. I looked through the peephole.

      Great. A kid. He couldn't have been more than seventeen or eighteen. Blond-haired and trim, but with a more refined look than you usually see on kids his age. Hair parted off on the right, and wearing a shirt and slacks that seemed to represent what business casual looks like to people who have no business using the word casual. He had an oval face, and a small nose, and looked up at me as I opened the door. Light green eyes.

      I decided to try to discourage him a bit.

      Yeah? I tried to make it sound as curt as possible. I think it wasn't what he was expecting, because he seemed to flinch a little.

      My name is Colton Trauvent. You are Mr. Misevelin?

      I paused for a moment and admitted it. Yeah. Aric Misevelin, of Misevelin Salvage.

      May I come in? I have a job for you.

      Well, damn. I guess I wasn't going to scare him off. And I had a vague feeling as though I had heard his name before. Sure. Come in and have a seat.

      He followed me over to my desk, an old oak relic that I picked up for a song at a garage sale. I stepped behind and sat as he dusted off the red leather number I keep for clients. Not that it needed dusting; it looked like some kind of habit to me.

      You said your name is Colton Trauvent? What's this job?

      He had a very textbook-proper way of sitting, slightly forward with his fists resting just behind his knees. But it didn't seem natural, more like how someone trying to look polite overcompensates. Not a good sign. You would usually get this kind of performance from scam artists.

      My father's ship... we... I... he stopped, gulping visibly. We lost contact with them, suddenly, a few hours ago. We've been unable to reach them, and I want you to go find them before something happens.

      You were in constant communication?

      No, but they were cut off in the middle of a message, and it sounded like something happened, right at the end. I'm not going to waste any time.

      Probably a quarter, maybe more, of the really desperate-sounding people that visit me leave unhappy. Not that I don't care, but I've seen enough scams and hopeless missions to know them. So it wasn't looking good for young Colton, who had already made me suspicious enough that I was going to need some pretty good proof that he was who he said and had a real job for me.

      I decided to break it to him. Look. I get a lot of people coming to me, wanting swift and decisive action, and they're usually disappointed. I'm not like a lot of salvagers, and I'm not going to run out to the middle of nowhere on a desperate plea from a stranger.

      I know you're not. You're probably the most experienced private salvager in this system.

      Just what I didn't need. A wheedler.

      He continued. But I didn't go out looking for someone who might be able to help. I went out for someone who can help. Whatever you need from me, I'll... He got a

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