Austin Severs came to with a gasp. He didn’t feel the first lick of pain. What in the high hell? He’d been stabbed. Clean through the heart. By the serrated pincer of a Neptunian warlord that other Austin Severs had… Continue Reading
At least a dozen people stood ahead of Mike in the Post Office, all eager to get home for the holidays. Most were like him, professionals working in the city. Lawyers, executives, doctors — you had to be quite wealthy… Continue Reading
I am not myself today. That thought continues to seep into my conscious mind, at work, at home, when I’m at the park with the kids. I am not myself today. It’s something I’ve said aloud too many times to… Continue Reading
Roger staggered out of the transfer chamber and collapsed in a heap. I slumped beside him on the rough granite, heart hammering. My head throbbed. A few minutes later I got up and tapped a hidden switch. The door at… Continue Reading