Cannon swung his legs over the catwalk railing and landed as quietly as he could. He pointed his Mauser toward the centerline along the catwalk and waited. No Russians appeared in his sights, so he tucked the pistol back into … Continue reading
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“This is no’ better than sneakin’ along the catwalks,” Iseabail groused. Cannon unfolded the deck plan tucked in his waistcoat pocket and studied it. He pointed aft. “All we have to do is get to that catwalk.” Iseabail squinted, then … Continue reading
Sorry for the late update. Starsector 0.8 came out, and I was up late last night.
Out the pane of bulletproof glass in front of her, Emma could just see the Red Banner running at full speed due west. Inconstant tailed the Soviet airship by a good five miles. Southwest of both zeppelins, the sun sank … Continue reading
Volkov looked up. “You are not archaeologists.” Cannon lowered his pistol incrementally. “Pirates, actually.” Volkov nodded. “Is very valuable item in my—” “Yes, the idol.” Cannon waved the Mauser as he spoke. “That’s what we’re here for. You went and … Continue reading
The door opened in front of him, and Cannon tensed. Kopeikin stormed through, slammed the door closed, and looked to his left, down the hallway toward the washroom. Cannon flicked the cork out of his vial of chloroform, covered his … Continue reading
Kopeikin’s eyes narrowed. Volkov said, “Go into hallway, turn left. Is second door on your right.” Cannon excused himself and stood. The vial of chloroform in his jacket pocket bounced against his side. He left the room, closed the door … Continue reading
It has come to my attention that I double-posted #42 as #43. Here is the actual #43.
By the time they pushed away their plates, the clock read 7:20. Cannon kept his poker face on as they moved to the sitting room. Half of it was given over to plush red chairs and a sofa, arranged around … Continue reading
We come now to that most auspicious of numbers, 42 (see note below). To my surprise, Panamanian Idol has climbed up to 17,000 words—I thought it was much shorter than that, and in all honesty, it probably should be. When … Continue reading