Ascension II: Prosecution
The prosecuting attorney for Juno Station was next to speak. He demanded jurisdiction over Bates for reckless flying, evasion of customs inspection…
The prosecuting attorney for Juno Station was next to speak. He demanded jurisdiction over Bates for reckless flying, evasion of customs inspection…
Judge Maynard rapped his gavel. “The court will come to order.” A mixed party of late arrivals was still being seated. They were Navy personnel in rumpled…
The wormhole within a wormhole appeared above the tender’s jury-rigged manifold, and Ishikawa regretted his impulsive nature. Arcs of blue energy sprang from…
Two guards brought Bates into the conference room, one on each arm. Full of Haldol, he walked with a slow, shuffling gait, concentrating on the floor. They put…
“I have an idea,” said Ishikawsa. “Maybe we should talk about it.” “What is it?” Shwartz said warily. “We could open a wormhole that leads to someplace other…
“Well, that didn’t work out very well,” Ishikawa admitted. “What have you idiots done?!” blared the STS channel. Tethered together by the cruiser’s grappling…
Ishikawa charged the manifold capacitor and pondered its wormhole sustainment controls. The Necrogorgons used prime numbers where other races would use orders…
“Resist and you will be fired upon,” snapped the STS. Shwartz came into view on the starboard camera. He’d jumped for the warp manifold transport cradle, his…
A shadow moved over the stolen ship. A harsh voice on the STS channel startled Shwartz. “Attention, Necrogorgon tender. This is USNE cruiser _Finite State…
Bates went into the apartment bedroom. A potted red venerem certis fungus, commonly called lover’s lips, occupied one of the nightstands; it looked hideous…
ON HS TRL, Pitcher tongued, plastering himself under the scant overhead of the shed’s roof. “This is Juno Spaceport Police,” blared a loudspeaker on the…
They emerged from the garage to find the street and the air above it alive with Colonial Police vehicles, drones and crawlers. “That was fast,” Ishikawa said…
“How alien are we talking?” Ishikawa wondered. “Did they breathe osmium tetroxide?” “No, nothing like that,” the dealer laughed. “They were just, you know, a…
“So, Tic-Tac-Tony’s,” Ishikawa mused, revolving his glass. “A game, and a pretty easy one.” “Not this game,” Shwartz said. “People come here because they’re…
The gunfire outside subsided. Ishikawa unwrapped the large flat package he’d brought to the Threeworld business agent’s office. “I happen to have an example of…
“The Navy uses a complicated system for classifying ships,” explained Max Shwartz. He glanced uneasily out his office window. The tram line across the street…
Of all the races sharing Juno’s alien enclave, the quadrimanians were the most feared. This was because their four hands gave them all sorts of advantages over…
Ishikawa paid a social call on Captain Llarenos while Reckall continued directing the rescue. Her steward showed him into her cabin, holding the door with one…
Bates saw reflections in a pair of lenses. The shooter wasn’t alone after all; he had a lookout with night-vision specs. Bates spun and ran, heedless of his…
Bates hit the broken and rather nasty pavement in front of the permanently open entrance to Hooligan’s. As he lay there amid splashes of used beer and squished…