Hastings had the tiller, the sky was bright with stars, the night was cool and comfortable, the seas were easy and the round-bowed longboat was a good, dry, sea-keeping vessel. Under other circumstances, those aboard of her would have been a merry company, but not now. Hastings and Povey in parti...
Weber forced himself not to cry out as they dragged him to safety. He knew there was no way this could be done gently. Not down vertical ladders. Anyway, he was black SSA while they were scruffy sailors in the enemy’s khaki. So he clenched his teeth as they hauled him be...
It reached its apogee, and fell twisting and hissing… and seeking flesh to bite. "Whoooa!" cried the audience and leaned back out of the way. Joe Flint had a new game and new friends: some of Savannah's half-breeds, who lived on the edge of the town, between the settlers and the local India...