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WHAT JUDGMENTS COME
by Dayton Ward & Kevin Dilmore
“… SO, WE BELIEVE GANZ OR NEERA ORDERED THIS LEKKAR KILLED. DO WE KNOW WHY?”
“No,” Nogura said, “nor do I particularly care. What I do care about is whether Ganz, or Neera, or whoever, might decide that a better long-term alternative to killing their own people is simply getting rid of Reyes. We need to get him out of there.”
“So that we can arrest him again?” Moyer asked.
Nogura eyed her with a
“With all due respect, Admiral,” Moyer countered, “we don’t know the whole story. Diego Reyes is a lot of things, but a traitor? I find that hard to believe.”
Holding up a hand, Nogura shook his head. “I’d like nothing more than to share your doubts, Commander, but at the very least, there are questions to be answered. If nothing else, Reyes is still a convicted criminal, with a prison sentence waiting in the wings if and when all of this insanity finally shakes out. Even if it’s decided that he still has to be sent to that penal colony on Earth, it’s a better fate than anything Ganz has pla
For Marco Palmieri and David Mack.
Thanks for inviting us to the party.
PROLOGUE
April 2270
A crisp breeze was cutting across the immense lake, and Tim Pe
“Have a nice day, mate,” Pe
Almost makes me miss Vulcan. Almost.
Pe
Originally conceived as a re-creation of Earth’s Scottish Highlands from the seventeenth century, the Caldos colony’s various structures all were built using construction materials and techniques of the era. The settlement offered numerous modern technological conveniences, though whenever possible such equipment was housed within a traditional faзade. Even the weather modification network had been programmed to replicate the climate of the Highlands.
A bit too closely, for my tastes, Pe
“Of all the places,” he said aloud, though there was no one—not even the party to whom his comment was directed—to hear, “you certainly found yourself a nice little hideaway, didn’t you?”
Pe
Or who’d been ordered not to be found.
The walk from the dock was easy enough, with the gravel trail charting a winding path through the forest. It took only a moment for Pe
He was half a dozen steps away from the cabin’s porch when the front door opened, light pouring out from the structure’s warm interior and highlighting the form of a muscled, middle-aged man. His appearance had changed since the last time Pe
“Diego Reyes,” the journalist said, unable to suppress the smile he felt forming on his lips, “as I live and breathe.”