Page 31 of F Clones


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“I was a little surprised when Free sent those videos, too. Perhaps he misses the fresh air, and parts of Jabler might remind him of Clone World. I noticed that you don’t seem surprised that he’s hacking into the human’s feeds.”

“Hacking is easy for F Clones.”

“We were both taught those skills for our jobs.” Big leaned back, waiting. “He’s not responding.”

“Give it time.”

“I am. You?” A beep cut Big off.

Fig took a seat in the cockpit, too, tensing as Big opened communications. They were secure transmissions, but they still needed to be careful. Anything could be hacked.

“Father?”

Emotions hit Fig as he heard Free’s voice calling out to Big. They had come up with codenames in case Rico Florigo had hired mercenary teams to hunt the escaped clones. It was too risky to use their given names. Even in Free’s case, since he’d been assigned to be called Freak on Clone World.

Big immediately responded. “I’m glad you were listening for my call. I miss my son.”

“I’m fine if you’re checking in on me. I wasn’t expecting to hear from you again so soon. We usually only talk every few months. Is everything well at home?”

“We’re fine, except one of your brothers ran into someone from your past recently.” Big paused, looking at Fig. He appeared to struggle for words.

Fig completely understood. They never foresaw the situation they were in. He took over, carefully choosing his words so Free might understand. “Hello, brother.” Free would recognize his voice. “I was out shopping for supplies when I ran into your ex-girlfriend.”

Shopping for supplies was code for them raiding a transport to steal clone plasma. Free had only loved one female, so using the ex-girlfriend term would clue him in that it was Marisol. Free continued. “I told her I’d let you know that she is looking for you.”

There was utter silence. Fig guessed that Free had to be stunned by what he’d just heard.

“We didn’t have time to talk, but she’s waiting to see you if you want to meet up with her,” Fig added.

“Where? Is this confirmed?”

He flinched over Free’s harsh tone of voice. It was clear that Free must be feeling stressed. “Confirmed. We exchanged some transactions.” He paused, letting that sink in. Free would understand since all three were in the finance department on Clone World.

“Where is she? Is she at home?”

“No. She’s staying near my retreat,” Free told him. They all knew about his hidden crater, where he spent a lot of time. “We’re just not sure if her intentions are good or not. You didn’t end your relationship on good terms.”

“Some of your brothers want to be there when the two of you speak to each other just to make sure things go well. That’s not up for debate. Family sticks together and watches out for each other.” Big motioned for Fig to back him up.

“Dad is right. A few of us should be there with you to make sure things go smoothly.”

“I’m setting course now. I’ll see you soon. I’m out.”

Communications ended.

“Fuck. He couldn’t even wait for us to tell him more.” Big stood, fisting his hands. “Free is going to get himself killed if he doesn’t proceed with caution.”

“It’s probably the shock of Marisol attempting to find him. He’ll have time to calm down and think more clearly since it’s going to take him days to reach where her shuttle should still be waiting.”

“I hope so.”

“I’m going to spend tonight with Anna, but I’ll leave in the morning so I'll be there when Free reaches that shuttle.”

“Good.” Big appeared grim as they walked back to their living quarters. “No matter how it goes, bring him home. I have a feeling he’s going to need our support.”

“I will do my best.” Fig couldn’t make promises. Free was a grown male.

Chapter Nine

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