Winner and the Poacher: Portia Oakeshott, Dinosaur Veterinarian, #2
By Raymund Eich
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As a girl, Portia Oakeshott dreamed of caring for the reconstructed dinosaurs roaming the preserve near the south pole of her home planet, New New South Wales.
As a consultant to law enforcement, Portia confronts stark evidence of a rich young man's crime: the mounted head of a massive herbivorous Wintonotitan. A winner.
A dinosaur the company never granted a permit for hunting.
Journeying to the bottom of the world in the sunless week of latewinter, Portia and a policeman must unravel a web of sins and lies to build an airtight case.
And survive the desperate acts of the guilty.
Raymund Eich
Raymund Eich files patent applications, earned a Ph.D., won a national quiz bowl championship, writes science fiction and fantasy, and affirms Robert Heinlein's dictum that specialization is for insects.In a typical day, he may talk with university biology and science communication faculty, silicon chip designers, patent attorneys, epileptologists, and rocket scientists. Hundreds of papers cite his graduate research on the reactions of nitric oxide with heme proteins.He lives in Houston with his wife, son, and daughter.
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Winner and the Poacher - Raymund Eich
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The self-driving rideshare sedan turned off the coast road. On whispers of the electric motor and smooth living asphalt, the sedan carried its passenger between marble colonnades to the neighborhood’s entry gate. The bar was down and the sedan obediently stopped and opened its window. Mild latewinter air drifted in, tanged with salt, and bearing the rustle of waves on rocks.
A speaker in the gate kiosk spoke in a firm male voice. Your name, and who to see.
Portia Oakeshott. The police called me to 17 Aldersley Lane.
The gate bar failed to lift. I’m with the dino company.
The bar lifted then. The sedan rolled forward, down dark and winding streets nearly empty though it was about 1300 of the local clock. On either side, bathed in the orange-red glow of sunlamps, rambling houses sprawled across vast lots, set back behind towering oaks and wide front lawns, grass cropped as low as a golf fairway’s or a footy oval’s. The houses invariably faced tall windows to the northern horizon, craving Stella Australis A, last seen two weeks before.
Thank God the sun would rise in just a couple of days.
But not today.
The sedan came to a T-junction, beyond which, and through a grove of eucalyptus in someone’s side yard, a faint glimmer of twilight showed the seam between sky and ocean. A right turn, then a stop, three houses ahead. Long but not low. A shed roof sloped north, away from the street.
With a thought through her neuronal interface, Portia transferred two cryptoquid and climbed out. The crash of waves overwhelmed the sound of motor and street as the sedan drove off for its next passenger.
She studied the southern face of the house. Windowless. Doorless? No, follow the flagstones to that gap in the curtain wall, near the west side. The soles of her flats snapped on the pavers. Electric torches flanking the gap pivoted and flooded her with light.
She stopped squinting just as a uniformed policeman emerged from the gap. A round face, jug ears. He gave her an appraising glance up and down. Sorry, miss. Police business. Please move along.
Portia stopped and crossed her arms. I’m with the dino company.
The policeman started. He glanced to the side, the common gesture of someone looking up information. You’re Dr. Oakeshott? I was expecting, y’know, some old bloke with the brim snapped up on his digger hat.
You have me.
The policeman swallowed. Inspector Leichhardt is expecting you. He’s in the lower basement. Go in, turn right, service corridor, fourth door on your right.
Portia went three steps past the policeman and in.
Double doors opened into a gigantic living room, extending the full depth of the house to picture windows facing the twilit ocean. An open sliding glass door let in the sounds of surf and muttering policemen standing on a balcony. The ceiling was vaulted to the sloped roof and striped with skylights. The furniture, all straight lines with a color palette mixing grayscale and natural wood, had the 99% perfect look of bespoke handcrafting.
A rich man’s house, if the drive in hadn’t tipped her.
She followed the policeman’s instructions to the stairwell down. A din of echoes off walls excavated from rock and concrete stairs. At the first landing, she glimpsed a rec room. Picture windows blended with the rock face of the bluff. Billiards, air hockey, robotic craps and blackjack tables. Half-empty liquor glasses and spent vape canisters barnacled each tabletop, like Mesozoic fungi and mosses growing in the dinosaur preserve a thousand klicks to the south.
A rich man’s party, interrupted. That might explain the police.
But why a dinosaur veterinarian?
The stairwell ended another five meters down. Bulbs flashed on the other side of a half-open door. Portia sniffed but smelled neither alcohol nor blood. She approached with hesitant steps, and rapped her knuckles on the door.
Dr. Oakeshott?
A man’s voice, smooth and slow. Come in.
She went into the room. For a moment, her heart seemed to stop.
A space as large as the living room or the rec room, but windowless. And stuffed with mounted dinosaurs. In the middle, dioramas of small and bird-like creatures. A geiersaur’s hooked beak ripping flesh from the belly of a minmi flipped on its back like a giant turtle. A grackelsaur snapping a millipede into the air and just touching its jaws to it, prior to swallowing it whole.
Along the walls, mounted heads. There, another minmi, its stolid face surrounded with bony protrusions like an elizabeth collar. There, a strallo, a male Australovenator, the bumps on his nasal ridge as bright red-orange as a spring sunset after a volcanic eruption.
Mounted dinosaurs. About two dozen of them.
Yes, the company granted hunting permits, both to thin the numbers of species pushing the preserve’s carrying capacity and to bring in revenue from tourists, especially off-worlders. And the taxidermists had respected the trophies enough to pose them true to life, and not dress them in schoolboy uniforms to play cricket. Still, these creatures deserved better. Especially—
Her breath caught. On the far wall, a head so huge it seemed impossible to belong to a once-living creature—
I don’t know those huge plant-eaters well enough,
said the man. Is that a winner or a tina?
Wintonotitan can be distinguished from the preserve’s other titanosaur, Diamantinasaurus, by its broader face