Critical Path

Although given the look on his mangled face, it seemed there was some difference of opinion going on.

Despite that, a woman, backed up by a large croatoan who looked familiar, joined Augustus and came down the steps to stand in front of the group.

She certainly had a noble, or perhaps royal, air to her with the way she stood with her head up and shoulders back.

Augustus still looked like a self-important prick as always, although without his mask his usual air of authority was somewhat diminished.

Sneering, Augustus addressed Gregor first. “I should have known you’d come sniffing around at some point. You always were a little rat.”

Gregor spat at his feet. “At least I don’t look like I’ve been chewed by one.” Turning to Aimee, he added, “You do know who and what this freak is, right? You should have had him killed when your force butchered the other aliens.”

Augustus just smiled and ignored the taunt, turning his attentions to Layla. “Nice to see you survived, Layla. We could use someone with your skills here.”

“Go to hell,” Layla retorted.

“Please,” Aimee said, holding her hands up, “there’s no need for hostility here.”

“Then why treat us like prisoners,” Maria added as Khan just looked on with his passive but focused expression.

“You’re not prisoners,” Aimee said. “But we had to take careful measures. We guard our safety and privacy here at Unity greatly. Which brings me to today’s business.”

“Before you start,” Layla said, “I want to know if you found anyone else, a young man, tall—”

“Don’t worry,” Augustus said, cutting her off. “Your precious Denver—and Charlie—are quite safe, though perhaps not for much longer.”

“Enough,” Aimee said. The huge familiar alien stepped closer to Augustus, cutting him off and making him shrink away with a leery eye on his guard.

Then it came to Gregor. He remembered where he had seen the alien before. “You’re the freak that attacked us in the town hall,” he said, pointing to the alien. “We thought you were dead. Charlie said he’d killed you.”

“His name is Baliska,” Augustus said. “And no, clearly, your little hero Charlie failed, just as he failed killing me.”

“Yeah, shame that,” Gregor said.

“Okay,” Aimee said, raising her voice. “Enough. Here’s the deal. You’re welcome to stay, but if so, you need to work. If you leave and we find you snooping around again, the penalty will be death.”

“You can’t trust him,” Augustus said, indicating Gregor. “He and this group were the ones who helped Charlie Jackson to do what he did. You can’t just let them go. I won’t allow it.”

“Oh, won’t you?” Aimee said with a laugh. “You’re under arrest, or did you forget that already?”

Augustus ignored her and said, “Execution. Snuff out the threat now.”

Aimee seemed to think on this idea for a moment. “Get on your knees and swear allegiance to Unity and you’ll be able to make the choice of working with us or leaving and never coming back,” she said to the group.

Layla and Maria looked at each other and shrugged. Khan fell to his knees almost instantly, sickening Gregor with his lack of backbone.

“Well?” Layla said, catching Gregor’s eye.

Ignoring her, Gregor spoke directly to Aimee. “I will never kneel to the likes of you. Screw you and your town of inbreds and crossbreeds. I’ll see to it that this place burns to the ground like the damned alien ships.”

Layla and Maria sighed.

Without showing her irritation, Aimee simply said, “Fine. Augustus, you can have some company under your house arrest. Consider this one your pet. Now get out of my sight, both of you.”

Baliska seized Augustus by the shoulders and pushed him away from the steps and toward the maze of streets. A human and two croatoans pulled Gregor away from the others and dragged him kicking and screaming in the same direction.

Gregor yelled a string of obscenities at Aimee and struggled to escape, but the aliens and humans were too strong for him.

His heart pounded with a furious, impotent rage. But after a moment of realization, he just let them drag him away as he watched Layla and Maria drop to one knee.

“Cowards!” he yelled. “Treacherous cowards!”

The guards hauled him through the streets until he could no longer see the others.

Five minutes more struggle and he found himself taken through a dark basement-like room and thrown into what looked like an office. Two of the guards shackled him with manacles before Augustus was thrown into the room also.

“What?” Gregor asked. “He doesn’t get manacles?”

Augustus and one of the human guards smiled before the guard closed and locked the door.

“He’s one of mine,” Augustus said, nodding to the door. “You don’t think I wouldn’t have a contingency, do you?”

* * *

Maria looked up from her kneeled position at this woman who seemed to hold all the power in this town. Aimee approached her and Layla.

“I’m sorry,” she said, “for the way things had to happen just then. We’ve worked hard to build this sanctuary and coexist. I’m sure you can understand my desire for it to remain a safe and secure place for its residents.”

“I can,” Maria said.