Even the admiral’s death could now be explained away easily enough. There were only two problems he could see. Taking a moment away from the chaos, he removed the small case, sat on the bed, and opened it. “Receiving,” came the voice as usual. It took longer this time. “Why have you risked contac...
In fact, he made pretty good arguments about going back to the Society House itself, telling Nona what was happening, and then approaching Ms. Stephens with a writ or a warrant or something. But Inanna wasn't one for patience and instead told him to drive her there (or he thought I wanted i...
Fabian said. He stood beside Bart in the center of what Bart now referred to as the map room. “So what are we supposed to do if we don’t get that shield shut off? Find parachutes and hope they open?” Bart suppressed a smile. His roommate’s agitation was well-founded—having just learned that the p...