A solid entry in the Longknife series. Kris is on a scientific expedition with a ship tricked out like warship. Naturally something has to go wrong. A battle to save a world of independent farmers and an assassination attempt against Henry Peterwald, her family's enemy to thwart are amongst th...
Kris Longknife is a daughter of privilege, born to money and power. Her father is the Prime Minister of her home planet. Her mother the consummate politician's wife. She's been raised only to be beautiful and marry well. But the heritage of the military Longknifes courses through Kris's blood-and...
Two green draftees of the Society of Humanity. Two career soldiers invested with the cause of the United Colonies. These four soldiers on opposing sides of battle are about to discover the true nature of this terrible war--a quest for profit--from the high command of both sides. What they will ri...
Nelly passed along the call to Captain DeVar; he immediately began assembling the Tac team.“I’ll have the two Marines who took Bronc’s mom to hiding bring Cara in. We need to know what she knows,” he said.Fifteen minutes later the Tac Center was full when Kris marched in, Jack to one side, Gramma...
Worse, Kris couldn’t use it to plan. Whatever she was about to do had to be done on the basis of what she learned in the next couple of meetings. So much depended on her getting it right.And there was no way she’d know if she’d gotten it right until all hell broke loose. Or the aliens proved a no...
Her automatic was in the other hand, pointed out, though not at anyone in particular.She let the breath out slowly as the door creaked open. Kris did everything slowly as she tried to let her stomach . . . and her trigger finger . . . catch up. She’d been alert but confident, then suddenly switch...
Now they headed for the desperate jump they’d taken out of the system. They passed close to the still-tumbling wreck of the alien mother ship. A thorough scan showed no new changes in the wreck. Maybe they’d scared the bastards off. Kris could only hope. ...
The surveillance cameras and Tow Away Zone—No Stopping signs told her. “There goes plan A,” she muttered. Abu slowed down. “What do you want me to do?” “Drive the minimum speed limit,” Kris said, lowering her window. It got windy. HOW ARE THE NANOS DOING? THEY ARE OKAY. WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO?...
It kind of balanced the slash on his right cheek. “Now you most certainly do look like a pirate,” Vicky said. “Yep, it scared away all the girls. Looks like I’m left with just us uniform types, and may I say, that is some uniform you’re wearing.” &n...
The two detachments of reinforcements were ordered back. While they talked into their commlinks, Vicky examined where the best place was for her. She left the command center. “Where are you going?” the commander demanded. “Wh...
The chief suspected you could almost breathe it. “It’s got oxygen and nitrogen, but there are all kinds of nasty things like sulfur and other irritants.” “I don’t intend to breathe it,” Kris said. “Right,” the chief said. “There’s some water, but it’s got a high acidic content. More likely than n...
Taylor said. “And a certain Alex Longknife is more interested in her driving a ship whether or not she drives her crew to drink.” “He’s likely paying top dollar,” Mahomet pointed out. “They can put up with a bit of Captain Bligh.” &nbs...
Within ten minutes of Kris’s message showing up, it was in all the news-distribution media that her squadron could copy. There were also references to something called print media. Nelly had to look that one up in her archives and was shocked to discover that trees were sa...
Vicky’s ships continued to decelerate toward Brunswick . . . they could hardly do otherwise. The freighters bore away to starboard, opening the distance between them and the battle line to a good thirty thousand klicks. Captain Bolesław brought the Wittenberg forward to the head of the line but k...