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The green sky of Nubilonia, his homeworld, was a sight for sore eyes. As usual, the red dwarf star shone in the sky. Tejeda lived on the side of the planet that faced the sun all the time. The scorching heat was something he was accustomed to as evolution was extremely generous with his species.
Nubilonia was tidal locked to its star, meaning that the planet revolved around its axis once every revolution around its sun. Thus, it was forever facing the red dwarf with the same part. The planet was a perpetual desert on one side and a never-ending glacier on the other side.
Both parts of Tejeda's planet were dear to him. He was a Nubilae after all, so he could adapt to any extreme temperatures. It was the simultaneous exposure of his body to different extreme temperatures that posed the problem. As it was happening now when Tejeda awakened from his sweet dream regarding his homeworld.
Stretched upon a table, the muscular man was gripped by strong chains that pulled his limbs. Tejeda’s hands were in an enormous kettle with boiling water and his feet in a basin with frozen water. There was someone who had been doing his homework. The best way to incapacitate a Nubilae was to do this.
A glare of annoyance rose from Tejeda's eyes as he tilted his head to one side. With her arms crossed across her chest, the woman was leaning against the desk. Though his ears heard nothing sweet, Tejeda could not fail to be entranced by her voice. “You are awake, I see. I hope you enjoyed your rest because you will need it. How are you feeling?”
The Nubilae’s lips stretched as his usual sheepish smile appeared. “Hot on one side, cold on the other. Hmmm, I would say I feel good on average.”
“We have read your file. I know everything about your excellent observation skills. So, I can assume you figured out that I have a soft spot for intelligent and funny guys. Your ruse won’t work on me and I won’t fall for you. Are you prepared for interrogation?”
Tejeda’s grin spread even wider, while he stretched his limbs in an even more uncomfortable position. “But I am really an intelligent and funny guy. I can’t help myself.”
Shayla clicked her tongue and started the list of questions. “What is your mission?”
“That is a tough question and I will need to kill you if I tell you that. Let’s just say I was sent in an undercover operation that went wrong.”
She leaned more upon the desk. “You can bet it went wrong. Major Tejeda Hajar is powerless and ready to confess all his secrets to the Syndicate of Cosmic Freedom.”
“Haha, the Syndicate of Cosmic Freedom? That is where I am now? Sorry, honey, but I have bigger fish to fry than you. Well, since you apparently already hacked the Interplanetary Police Database and know everything about me, I see no harm in filling in the gaps.”
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