little anxious. What if he noticed that the photo had been substituted? Moross had assured her that no one would be able to tell, but who knew how much one could trust an alien forger? She knew such people on earth all too well and one often could not trust them an inch.
After what felt like ages the guard returned the documents, giving her a sensuous smile.
“Have a pleasant stay, Lady Kirikyla. You have free access to the whole port. I recommend, however, that you go directly to the blue section. The main streets are well guarded but if you should venture into the side streets something could happen to you,” he said in a deep voice and she nodded in what she hoped was an arrogant way, as befitted her role.
“Thank you for the advice. I have no intention of wandering around in any dirty alleys, anyway.”
Without glancing at her supposed slave she stepped past the guards. She knew that Charly would follow her, as agreed. In order to keep up appearances Charly had to act like her slave and that also meant that she had to walk one step behind Lory.
Once another checkpoint lay behind them, so that they could enter the blue sector that was reserved for the wealthy travelers, Lory stopped in a quiet side street and turned to Charly.
“First we need to find lodgings then we need someone who can take us home. As no one here will know our planet, that could take some time. Somehow we need to find out where our earth is from this perspective. They must have star charts. If we could find our solar system then we’ve won. At least we know how far away we are time-wise. We needed a month to get here. A captain must be able to work something out with this information.”
“I hope so,” replied Charly. “I’ll be happy once I’m back in New York. I would never have thought that I would miss the stench of the big city so much.”
“We’re agreed on that. I feel the same. I’ll be glad to finally leave this filthy desert planet behind. Come on! Let’s get on and find ourselves a hotel.”
They walked along the street, past expensive shops, until they came to a park with trees that created shade. Lory was already hot and sticky and so decided that it was right to have a brief rest here.
“Come on, let’s have a short rest,” she said, turning to Charly, and they entered the park. She sat down on the grass under a tree with wide-spreading branches. Charly dropped onto the ground, too.
“This bloody dress is much too hot,” she moaned. “I could deal with a neckline like your dress has. No air is getting to my skin. I’m sweating like a bloody animal.”
“It’s no better for me, believe me. Everything’s sticking to me already.”
Charly looked around.
“At the other end of the park there it looks as if there are several hotels. We should try there,” she said, and Lory followed her gaze.
“Yes, let’s do that,” agreed Lory. We can walk along the alley there. There we’ll be in shade almost the whole way.”
Chapter 3
Y-Quadrant
On board the Cordelia
22nd day of the month of Jakus in the year 7067
Federation Time
Kordan was standing on the bridge, staring out into the far reaches of the universe. They were on their way to Xevus3, a desert planet in the Kanavirius system. He had a mission to fulfil. He was to rescue two young women who were somewhere in Betzlawk, the capital of Xevus3. The two young women had escaped from slave traders and were now in an unfamiliar environment without protection and penniless. Kordan hoped to be able to find them before anything happened to them. They had already spent far too long fending for themselves and the journey would take him another week. That meant that the women will have been on the run for three weeks. Kordan’s heart sank as the hopelessness of his mission became clear to him.
“Damn it!” he groaned, thumping the railing.
“General,” said Bardo, a member of the crew, beside him.
“I want this baby to fly as fast as we can