Laura Jo Phillips by The Katres' Summer: Book 3 of the Soul-Linked Saga Read Free Book Online Page B

few minutes later, Summer was satisfied that she could mentally control Lio’s Controller as easily as she could the Controller in her own brain.  Lio was standing up now, and the expression on his face was one of calm acceptance rather than anger, due to Summer’s silent commands.  She wasn’t sure how she was going to explain the man’s obedience to her, but she would worry about that later.  One thing at a time, she told herself as she prepared to face Maxim once more. 

 
     
     
    Chapter 6
     
    Maxim stalked out of the alcove, across the office and into the reception area with Loni following silently behind him.  Ran was standing near the door speaking with a young Falcoran male-set unfamiliar to Maxim.  As he approached, the Falcorans bowed to him and introduced themselves.  Once the introductions were complete, Maxim got down to business.
    “Summer Whitney is in the next room with another female and the male who was apparently in charge of this operation,” he said without preamble.  “We will transport them to the Dracons’ ranch immediately.  Please call for a VTOL to land on the roof, one with sufficient space to transport the six of us.  I will also need someone to drive our ground-car to the ranch.  The packages it contains belong to Princess Lariah.”
    The lead Falcoran glanced at his youngest brother who turned and stepped out into the hallway to carry out Maxim’s orders.
    “I believe that it would be best to detain all personnel in this building for questioning on site,” Maxim continued.  “Call in a forensics team for this office.  Have the results of all findings reported to me as soon as they are available.”
    “Yes, Lord Commander,” the Falcoran replied with another short bow.  The youngest Falcoran returned and addressed Maxim directly. 
    “Your VTOL will land on the roof within ten minutes, Lord Commander,” he said.
    “Thank you,” Maxim replied.  “How many men do you have with you?”
    “Two teams consisting of ten human males each, highly trained and reliable, as well as one young Gryphon male-set who are still in training,” the lead Falcoran replied, “
    “Please select one of your best men to post inside this door until we depart,” Maxim said.  “We have a few things to discuss among ourselves.  Nothing in this office is to be touched until the forensics team arrives.”
    Again the youngest Falcoran left, returning seconds later with a stony faced human soldier in full combat gear and carrying a wicked looking high capacity blaster, who took up position several feet away from the Clan Jasani.  Maxim nodded in approval and the Falcorans left to order the rest of their men.  Maxim waited until he heard the men disperse, then he gestured to his brothers and stepped out into the now empty hallway.
    “What’s going on?” Ran asked.  “I can tell you are irritated about something.”
    “Our Arima is perhaps not all that we could wish her to be,” Maxim said, forcing his voice to calm.  He wasn’t sure whether he was more angry than disappointed, or the other way around.
    “Why would you say such a thing?” Ran asked in surprise. 
    “She is argumentative, opinionated and demanding,” Maxim replied. 
    “I find that difficult to believe,” Ran said carefully, not wishing to contradict his eldest brother directly.
    “You were not in there,” Maxim bit out.  “Loni, do you agree with my assessment?”
    Loni lifted one brow just slightly.  “Perhaps,” he said. 
    “Perhaps?” Maxim growled.  “Did you not hear her take sides with Darleen Flowers against us?  Did you not hear her demand regarding the human male?  Why would she want that man close to her?  By her own words he held Darleen Flowers captive, and herself as well, yet she wishes to protect him and demanded Warrior Rights to do it.”
    “You did grant her request,” Loni pointed out calmly.
    “What choice did I have?  She made a valid point and I could not in honor