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Reading the Bones [MultiFormat]
eBook by Sheila Finch
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eBook Category: Science Fiction Nebula Award(R) Winner
eBook Description: A Guild of Xenolinguistics (Lingster) story. Ries Danyo was a talented lingster in the beginning, but since the death of his wife, he's become unreliable due to his addiction to native alcohols. His internal demons are confronted when a low-level assignment on Krishna turns deadly and his underused skills are put to the ultimate test.
eBook Publisher: Fictionwise.com, Published: F&SF, 1998
Fictionwise Release Date: December 2000
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Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: eReader (PDB) [95 KB]
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, Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [80 KB]
, Portable Document Format (PDF) [320 KB]
, Palm Doc (PDB) [88 KB]
, Microsoft Reader (LIT) [82 KB]
, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [145 KB]
, hiebook (KML) [215 KB]
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, Mobipocket (PRC) [91 KB]
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, OEBFF Format (IMP) [121 KB]
Words: 25928
Reading time: 74-103 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Portable Document Format (PDF) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud DISABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
ISBN: 193093694X
 
"Danyo." Mem Patel crooked a finger at him. "See that bolt? Find out what this shifty-eyed thief wants for it." For this elementary task the DepCom's wife required the expensive services of a Guild lingster. Mem Patel, like the rest of the human colony, hadn't bothered to learn anything of this language beyond "Kitchen Frehti," an impoverished pidgin of a very few alien words and her own native Inglis which she used with the female Freh who worked in the Residence. "Danyo! The brocade this boy's holding!" Beside the male alien, a female stood up, ready to bargain. She wore a shapeless brown garment and a necklace of plaited vines with a few grey clay beads that was no match for the garish blue designs on her mate's face. On Krishna it seemed to be the female's job to communicate; he wondered if perhaps males found it beneath their dignity to talk too much. Before he could begin, the comlink the DepCom insisted he wear on these outings buzzed at his wrist. He held the tiny receiver to his ear. "Ries. I need you up here. Right away." Deputy Commissioner Chandra Patel's voice echoed inside his skull, disturbing the brooding hangover again as if it were a flock of bats. Ries stared at his shaking hand. "Sir?"
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