The blue bedside clock, vaporized by Strom, had been replaced by a singing chicken alarm clock. Someone was really trying to piss her off, probably Finn. That was her first task. When she was vertical again, she was going to kill Finn. Bearing in mind that it was eight p.m., the apartment was eer...
This is supposed to be a diplomatic mission. The big guy will lock me in the brig if I breach security on the Cyraelian com systems. Anyway, I thought you were pumping her for information last night?” A slow red tide crept up Jake’s neck and Pete roared with laughter. “You struck out? I don’t bel...
Kirez was still smiling, waiting to see what he would do. There was no way out of this. The Vashtar closed in, roaring at him. “Do it. Do it.” If he didn’t punish Charley, one of them would. What the hell was she doing here? He had warned her never to challenge them. Even with his tech enhancemen...
