SUED FOR PEACE (The Kurtherian Gambit Book 11)

CONTENTS

Dedication

Legal

Social Links

Series List

Prologue

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty-Two

Chapter Twenty-Three

Chapter Twenty-Four

Chapter Twenty-Five

Author's Notes

Because I Can

DEDICATION

To Family, Friends and
 

Those Who Love

To Read.

May We All Enjoy Grace

To Live The Life We Are

Called.

SUED FOR PEACE

The Kurtherian Gambit 11 Team

Beta Editor / Readers

Bree Buras (Aussie Awesomeness)

Tom Dickerson (The man)

Dorene Johnson (DD)

Dorothy Lloyd (Teach you to ask…Teacher!)

T S (Scott) Paul (Author)

Diane Velasquez (DD)

JIT Beta Readers

Heath Felps

Andrew Haynes

Kelli Orr

Leo Roars

Hari Rothsteni

Björn Schmidt

Editors

Stephen Russell

Kat Lind

Kurtherian Gambit Special Call-Outs

Troy Shafer (Thank you for sharing your family (How was U.T.?))

Joseph Anderle (Stop Slowing Down the Process!)

Jacob Anderle (Stop making the kitchen smell so good I want to stop writing!)

Thank you to the following Special Consultants

for RELEASE THE DOGS OF WAR

Jeff Morris - Asst Professor Cyber-Warfare, Nuclear Munitions (Thank God!)

Stephen Russell - Ideas & Suggestions

Heath Felps - USN

Dorene Johnson - USN (Retired)

This book is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Sometimes both.

Copyright (c) 2016 Michael T. Anderle

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, recording or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the author.

Cover art by Michael T. Anderle

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Series Titles Include:
 

Death Becomes Her

The Kurtherian Gambit 01
 

Queen Bitch

The Kurtherian Gambit 02
 

Love Lost

The Kurtherian Gambit 03

Bite This

The Kurtherian Gambit 04

Never Forsaken

The Kurtherian Gambit 05

Under My Heel

The Kurtherian Gambit 06

Kneel Or Die

The Kurtherian Gambit 07

We Will Build

The Kurtherian Gambit 08

It’s Hell To Choose

The Kurtherian Gambit 09

Release The Dogs Of War

The Kurtherian Gambit 10

Sued For Peace

The Kurtherian Gambit 11

FUTURE

(21 books planned)

We Have Contact

The Kurtherian Gambit 12

My Rides A Bitch

The Kurtherian Gambit 13

Don’t Cross This Line

The Kurtherian Gambit 14

**Future Series**

The Dark Messiah - Michael’s Return

The Second Dark Ages 01

Winter 2016

SHORT STORIES

Frank Kurns Stories of the Unknownworld 01

You Don’t Mess with John’s Cousin
 

(read before TKG08)

Frank Kurns Stories of the Unknownworld 02

Bitch’s Night Out

(read before TKG10)

The Boris Chronicles

With Paul C. Middleton

Evacuation
(Out)

Retaliation
(Aug 2016)

Revelation
TBD

Restitution
TBD

Future
 

The historian Ahrgri-vactix of the Ristorian Sept looked over the latest entry into his history of the Human Military Power, Queen Bethany Anne. She was a favorite of his. Not only was she still alive, but alive long enough that she had made history far into his past, as well as his present.

He was writing a story and keeping as much of the truth of the story as he could. Part of his challenge was finding source material to recreate what must have happened on her planet, so many solar turns in the past.

However, he re-read his most recent entry and decided he liked it.
 

One of these days, he would have to ask his contact, Adam, how he knew so much of her history.

He started reading it one more time, and his satisfaction and pride grew as he read.

PLA General Staff Headquarters - Beijing

The Chinese general walked into his meeting room on his way through to the door into his private office. He grasped the handle to open his office door when he suddenly stopped. His right hand remained on the knob as he slowly turned his head back towards the meeting table.

The table was black, polished to a high shine and had the symbol for
power
inlaid in gleaming brass in the center. The table had room for ten to sit around it, with another eight chairs set up around the walls for support personnel.

In the middle of this well-protected PLA base, in his own meeting room, was a letter. A letter that hadn’t been there when he had left just two hours before.

Certainly not with a sharp knife impaling the letter into the wood between the brass lines of the symbol. He let go of the door knob and took the four steps to approach the table. He leaned over to grab the knife.
 

It wouldn’t budge.
 

The general used his left hand for leverage and pushed and pulled the knife back and forth several times before he could finally wiggle it free. He yanked the knife out and pulled the paper over closer so he could read it.

His lips compressed as he read the words.

“There are two ways to stop my vengeance. You can kill me, or you can sue for peace. But you had better decide soon, or there will be nothing left of your military except machines blackened by fire and people praying for the souls of your dead.”

CHAPTER ONE

Space Around Earth

Bethany Anne gazed at the beautiful blue globe beneath her. It was one of the few calming influences that helped her ground her emotions.

And TOM, of course.

Bethany Anne, I’m not blocking any emotions. You are handling the residual pain from Michael’s…absence…on your own.

Thank you, TOM. I recognize the aching void, but I can deal with it.
 

Bethany Anne put her foot up on the little step made for her, cupped her chin in her hand, and placed her elbow on her leg.

I miss him, TOM,
she admitted.
Not being able to kill those son-of-a-bitches who desperately needed it was a lot tougher than I thought.
 

What about Johann?

TOM, what is the first rule of Johann?

That we don’t speak about Johann?
TOM replied immediately.

That’s right. We don’t speak about Johann’s particular form of death. To anyone. That was one individual that wasn’t going to be allowed a painless death.

Is that what Joshua had?

Well, Barnabas took care of that ass. My emotional hands are clean of that one. I didn’t realize Barnabas could trap a human into his own nightmare before I tossed him into the Etheric. If I had, I would have had Barnabas do it to a lot more of those self-serving cretins.

Johann?

No, I would have kept him for myself. I just needed to get cleaned up before anyone saw the blood on me.

You ruined another set of clothes.

Worth it.

Bethany Anne and TOM settled into a comfortable silence together before she spoke again.

You know, I understand why Michael put in the strictures. At least with those, you knew the penalties in advance. It also explained why no one wanted to be around him.

TOM provided a type of mental grunt in reply.

>>Bethany Anne, I have an incoming message from Dan Bosse.<<

Switch it to the speaker, please.

“Bethany Anne?” Dan’s voice came over the Pod’s speaker, “Are you sitting down?”

“I’m in space, Dan. Damned difficult to stand up in a Pod. It’s not like we have a standing version,” She said.

“Yeah, well, you can in the ones we put in the Space Station. But that isn’t why I called.”

“How bad is it?”

“Have you been told?” He asked.

“No, but you started with whether I was sitting or not. So, who is it, what are they trying to do, and what do you want to do about it?”

“We don’t know who yet, but we have fourteen companies in five different countries that have been attacked, physically broken into by armed groups. We have four casualties including three security guards and a woman in India.”

Bethany Anne’s eyes started simmering red, “Is this the black cabal?”

“No, I doubt it. It’s possible, but I think we have someone bigger.”

“How the hell do you get bigger than those fucks?” She asked, her voice grating into anger.

There was a pause, “Bethany Anne, I think we are being attacked by a nation, this time.”
 

Bethany Anne switched into vampiric speed, thinking through the many permutations.

ADAM, find out which companies. Run through their surveillance video, try to track down the attackers’ weapons and their operations for anything, including team member count, tactical weapons and gear, and what time they went in. Get back to me when you have that information. Also, check to see if there is any commonality among all of the companies.

Dan continued, not realizing Bethany Anne was already issuing orders to ADAM, “Frank walked in a few minutes ago, he wants to add some stuff. Here he is.”

Bethany Anne could hear Frank clear his throat, “Hey boss, sorry to hear about the attacks. We have a few more items. I’m getting wind that some of the outsourcing companies we are using for materials and manufacturing are getting harassed. I’ve got some threatened in South America, Africa and one in Las Vegas, Nevada.”

“What are they doing?” she asked him.

“I don’t have full details, but at the moment it seems like local crime is doing a protection racket scheme. However, this time, they want both money and the prints for anything they are manufacturing.”

Bethany Anne heard Dan’s voice, “Another vote for the nation-state, BA.” Then she heard a female say that the company's lawyer was on the line for Dan, who said he would take the call.

Frank continued, “Well, it would make sense. So, probably funding local assets in the country. They pay them to focus their protection on our resources, and give them a spiff for acquiring technical prints.”

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