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“I’m sorry, but I don’t buy that,” Lamont scowled. “His people were exploring these stars when yours and mine were waving goodbye to our tails. You want…
“Doesn’t it strike you as odd that the tower would provide us with a—parking spot—just close enough for us to get fried by our energetic passerby…
She poked a finger in the center of his t-shirted chest. “I’m not ordering you, Ed. I’m reminding you of who you say you are and what you say you're…
Amila hovered her fingertip over the console for a moment and then pushed a rectangular button. There was a shower of sparks over Spratt’s head that…
“Good lord,” Constance exclaimed, combing a hand compulsively through her sand-colored hair. “What’ve they gotten us into?”
“We can handle a lot,” Miss Anna whispered. “But I’m not sure we can handle that. Jackson—was there talk of—that is to say—are we all expected to make…
Prior to the announcement of Westward, she had planned to join up with a mining crew bound for the Jovian trojans, her sense of adventure winning out…
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