Hailstorm3308-06-23 1430 “What the hell is that?” The voice of Lees’ handler flared over the comms, as a jet-black Mamba looking rather worse for wear touched down gingerly on bay forty-two of Fontenay City and quickly began its descent into the hangar. ...
Indiscretion3306-02-26 2300 INTERDICTION TETHER ESTABLISHED The energy stream connected, forcing Lees back into his seat as Patricia’s drive acceleration jumped suddenly to match his target’s speed. The little Viper’s frame groaned and creaked under the stress,...
Impetus3306-03-30 1900 They were on their third drink by the time Commander Slepov got to the tavern. Despite his above average height, the Finn blended into the scene in a natural way. Perhaps, Lees thought, it was his roguish background that had established...
Familiar3306-03-30 1800 Commander Slepov was nowhere to be seen when Lees arrived at the tavern. He made his way through the tables and cliques, letting out a grunt as he planted himself on a stool at a rounded corner of the bar and signalled to the keep. ...
Rebound3306-03-30 1600 The Coriolis class starport filled the small canopy view in an instant, seemingly popping into existence as Robert Lees disengaged supercruise and dropped from the trade lane. The commander of the Viper Mark III gave a hard push to...
