Amira has the stinger clasped in both hands, her finger inside the trigger guard. A tiny wisp of smoke is curling from the barrel, catching light from a nearby screen. For one weird instant, I wonder how she managed to keep the gun on her when she was captured by Zhao. Abo...
She opens her mouth to speak, then stops. It takes her several attempts to form the words. “Shinso Maru, please respond. This is Outer Earth. Do you copy?” Nothing. Just static, ebbing and flowing. “Shinso Maru, can you hear me?” Her voice breaks on the last word, and she sits back, head bowed. T...
Like the cable in Carver’s hands is attached to nothing. That doesn’t last long. The cable goes taut, snapping so tight I nearly lose my grip on Carver, and then we’re swinging, just like Carver did under the claw-arm, only much faster. The train car on the gantry squeals ...