CHAPTER FOUR
“Think about it, Abe. Think well.” Lord Fragg cut off the transmission and lowered his comm unit. The Glukkon smiled broadly at Humphrey III, and lowered himself back into his seat in front of the computer screen. “That ought to keep the Mud occupied for a while.”
The Vykker folded all four of his arms across his skinny chest. “So you just feed him a lie that big, and think he’ll believe it?”
The Glukkon spread his robotic hands wide. “Abe was never renowned for his brilliance. And he can’t afford to take the chance of accidentally destroying his people.”
Humphrey didn’t look convinced. “He hasn’t been seen in years, Lord Fragg. He could have learned since then.”
“If he had learned anything, he wouldn’t be here,” Fragg snapped.
“He appears to be doing a good job so far.”
The Glukkon slammed one hand down on his desk, rattling the computer screen. “Are you on his side, Humphrey? No? Then shut up! Stop sympathizing with him – I have only done what I have to do!”
The Vykker shrugged all four shoulders. “It’s not your fault if he does something unexpected. And it’s certainly not my fault if I leave now.”
Fragg scratched his chin, thinking hard. Abe was a dangerous threat…He reached for the comm unit again, and again set it to the entire factory. “Attention! All BigBro Slig units on patrol duty, begin searching for Abe! Shoot him when you see him!”
The Glukkon lowered the comm back into place. “That should give us more time. While Abe’s trying to get out, or dying, it’ll give us time to use our spare soldiers and round up the Mudokon slaves. We need to get out of here.”
Humphrey was already skittering for the door. “Now you’re talking sense.”
Fragg laughed darkly. “I didn’t get to be leader of this factory for nothing, Humph.”
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