by VJ Miller, Sr.
An interstellar bounty hunter is lured into a deadly game of hide & seek on a desert mining moon. He must survive burning sands and intense heat to capture an assassin or die trying
Last time: Iceman took a cab to the Security Bldg. and accused the cabby of trying to swindle him…
The interior of the Security Bldg. building belies the ancient appearance of the exterior. High tech, sleek lines, polished finish. Electronic equipment rests proudly from every nook and cranny. Everywhere it is well lit and clean.
On approaching the Info Officer, Iceman is put in mind of a scrawny chicken in baggy clothes. This guy looked like he hadn’t eaten in a long while which was a paradox in itself. As a matter of fact, he was stuffing a foot long sandwich in his mouth.
“I’d like to speak to the Security Chief.”
Chewing and swallowing he answered with half a mouthful; little bits of roll, lettuce and tomato spraying freely. “I’m sorry but—”
“You just tell him Iceman wants to see him.”
The wad in the officer’s mouth hangs half in transit as he forces it down. Ashen faced, he fumbles with the intercom while Iceman stands stoically. Continue reading Iceman Series – Part Two-