Fighting Lory (English Edition) (Lords Of Arr'Carthian 2) Read Online Free

would never get rid of. It had been last year when they had been pursuing a serial killer. At the last scene of the crime it had disturbed even Lory so much that she had had to go sick for two weeks. The bloody pig had brutally beaten a young woman then tied her three year old daughter to her dead mother. The girl was also dead when they found them both. She had died of dehydration after spending days on her mother’s dead body, a gag preventing her from screaming for help. One could only imagine the horrific torture that this poor child had endured and it had completely enraged Lory. She had caught the pig and he had even done her the favor of putting up such a fight that the shots that she dealt him were justified. His death had been satisfying but not enough to erase those horrific images from her mind.
    “Are you OK?” Charly pulled her from her thoughts.
    “Yes. Yes, I’m OK,” replied Lory, kneeling down beside the dead woman. She began searching through the woman’s pockets.
    “Whatever are you doing?” asked Charly in disgust.
    “Those men wanted her credits, so she must have money or some sort of credit card on her. It may be of use to us,“ replied Lory.
    In a belt purse she finally found what she had been looking for. The card was gold-colored and printed in a font that she did not recognize. Along with the card she found something that looked like an ID card and a note in some foil.
    “Look! We’ve got it. We just need to find out what’s written on the damn card and this note.”
    Charly looked around, concerned.
    “Don’t you think we should see to it that we get away from here?”
    “Yes, you’re right. Let’s go. We’ll look for a restaurant and try out this credit card. Come on!”
    “But what if they realize that the card’s stolen? They’ll lock us up, for sure.”
    “No risk, no fun,” said Lory, laughing. “Come on, scaredy-cat. We’ll crack this. I just have a feeling that we’ve found our ticket home. Come on!”

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    They were in fact able to pay with the card with no problem. They had had something to eat and drink and Lory felt her spirits rise.  
    “May I just ask you something,” she addressed the waitress when she came to clear away the empty plates.
    “Yes, of course.”
    “But I have to be sure that you’re discreet. I’ll give you a thousand credits if you can give me the information and you’re discreet. No one can find out what I’m about to ask you.” Lory hoped that she had not taken too high a risk and that the card had enough credits on it.
    “OK,” the green-haired waitress with four arms agreed. “Ask away. I am discreet.”
    Lory held out the ID card and the note to the young woman.
    “I need to know what it says on here.”
    The waitress looked at the ID card first.
    “This card belongs to a certain Kirilyla Man’krishar. She comes from Verliyx3 and she’s thirty years old.”
    Is it possible to change the photograph?” Lory asked quietly.
    “Yes. I know someone who’ll do that for you for two thousand credits.”
    “I don’t know exactly how much I have on the card,” admitted Lory.
    “This is a golden Tik-card. There’s no limit,” replied the waitress. “I can take you to Morass. He’s the man who can do this sort of thing. I finish in an hour, then I can go to him with you.”
    “Good. And what about this note here?”
    The waitress read the letter through carefully.
    “It’s a certificate of ownership for a slave called Nanuk. There are just details about the girl’s background and the purchase of the certificate.
    “Perfect!” said Lory, happy, and she grinned at Charly who was looking a bit skeptical.
    “Just wait here until I’m done,” said the waitress. “I need to get to work again.”
    “OK, thank you!” said Lory.
    “Are you insane?” Charly hissed quietly once the waitress had gone. “What if she grasses on us?”
    “She wants the money, and this ID and the certificate are perhaps our only chance