The Apex Predator

255 Pages·2013·1.12 MB·English

by  Harris T R

Copyright 2013

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The Human Chronicles Saga

Part One – 5 Books

Book 1 – The Fringe Worlds
Book 2 – Alien Assassin
Book 3 – The War of Pawns
Book 4 – The Tactics of Revenge
Book 5 – The Legend of Earth

Part Two (2 books of 3)

Book 1 – Cain’s Crusaders
Book 2 – The Apex Predator
The Apex Predator …

The Human Chronicles Saga

-- Part Two, Book 2 of 3

In this alien universe, Humans are the Supermen – stronger, faster and
more coordinated than nearly all the other aliens in the galaxy. It’s this unique
concept that has made The Human Chronicles Saga one of the most-popular
science fiction series on the market today. Full of exotic adventure, alien worlds,
fantastic space battles and a down-to-earth sense of humor, The Chronicles are a
truly unique take on the subject of Human-Alien interaction.
The Apex Predator … is the exciting continuation of the adventures of
Adam Cain and his team of Human Supermen.
In this edition …
Having placed a bounty on the heads of the alien Klin and Kracori races,
Humanity must now face the desperate wrath of mankind’s worst enemies, who
have once again joined forces for a pre-emptive strike against the Earth. Their
plan is brilliant … and only the special abilities of ex-Navy SEAL Adam Cain
can save the planet.
It’s a frantic race against time, as Adam and Sherri Valentine arrive on
Earth to help mount a ragtag defense against the Kracori fleet. But will it be
enough?
Meanwhile, Riyad Tarazi is on his own, carrying out the dangerous
assignment of verifying the location of the Kracori homeworld of Elision. Riyad
soon discovers he’s in the middle of a hornet’s nest of deadly aliens, every bit
the equal of the Human Supermen. Will he succeed, or will he become another
casualty of a galaxy growing ever more hostile to mankind.
And the evil Englishman Nigel McCarthy is up his old tricks as well, and
his actions resurrect the sleeping giant of the Juireans. It’s the last thing the
Humans need is another deadly alien race devoted to their destruction.
As with all the books in The Human Chronicles Saga, this one is full of
adventure, exotic locales, strange alien races … and of course the humor that
readers have come to expect in each new volume.
On the planet Earth, mankind is The Apex Predator. In the Milky Way
Galaxy, we will assume the same role. After all, you can only poke the bear so
long … before you get your head bitten off!
Contents
Title Page
Copyright
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Previously...
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Chapter 48
Adam Cain is an Alien with an Attitude.
His adventures continue…

Chapter 1

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,

I will fear no evil …

because I’m the meanest son-of-a-bitch in the valley!

Riyad Tarazi smiled when the saying popped in his head – it seemed so
appropriate for the moment.

He looked down at the alien-on-the-bed and shook his head. Yes, the
obnoxious creature had pissed him off – as did most aliens – and being the
bastard that he was, Riyad wasn’t about to let him get away with it. After all, in
this valley, Riyad was the meanest son-of-a-bitch, a fact that was just now
dawning on the unfortunate alien-on-the-bed.
Riyad knew he wasn’t the nicest guy around, and now with the added
benefit of being a Human in alien space, he found he’d often go out of his way to
be even more of a bastard out here than he would back on Earth. This made
sense, because on his homeworld there was always a meaner, tougher S.O.B.
waiting just around the corner to take you down; but out here in the galaxy …
not so much.
A perfect example of this was the alien Riyad had strapped to the bed of
his hotel room. He was a bureaucrat in the licensing department of the Silvean
Trade Guild, the official union governing all merchant transactions within the
Juddle Nebula. As it was with most beings in positions of appointed government
power, the tall, green-skinned creature had an over-blown impression of himself,
so much so that he ended up upsetting the wrong alien with his arrogant and
condescending attitude.
That alien was Riyad Tarazi … from the planet Klingon.
Unfortunately, Riyad’s attempt at levity was the reason his cover story had
unraveled, leading to the unfortunate series of events where a floppy-eared
Tel’oran trade official was now tied to the bed, struggling against his bindings
and protesting in no uncertain terms that his confinement was completely against
protocol.
“By your actions, you have proven that you are no trader, but rather a
mercenary or thief of some kind. I should have known immediately when the
race of Klingon did not appear in any of our databases.”
Riyad grimaced. Yes, that was probably a mistake. Unfortunately, he
didn’t have much of a choice. He couldn’t just waltz into the Juddle Nebula and
declare himself a Human, not with more Kracori spies here than anywhere else
in the galaxy. Instead, he glued a set of fake gills on the sides of his neck and
called himself a Klingon. Even though he was pretty sure Klingons didn’t have
gills, he was positive Humans didn’t. With over eight thousand known species in
the galaxy – many of which uncatalogued – he had expected the Guild official to
simply accept Klingons as just another of these uncatalogued races. Then after a
quick check to verify that Humans were gill-less, the bored and disinterested
government troll would enter his credentials and stamp his card.
At least that was the plan.
Yet to the misfortune of the alien-on-the-bed, the Tel’oran official had
become suspicious and insisted on a complete workup on the Klingon race
before he would issue even a temporary trade certificate. Riyad had neither the
time nor patience for such bureaucratic bullshit. So before the alien could raise
the alarm, Riyad slapped him unconscious, rolled him up in a bolt of cloth pulled
from the curtains in his office, and carried him out of the building propped up
under his right arm like so much trash being taken out.
No one questioned Riyad as he carried his bundle from the building. After
all who would assume a full-grown Tel’oran could be carried so effortlessly?
Yet to a Human, the thin-boned Tel’oran was about as heavy as a bag of