DRY CHOKING HEAT. She hated it. It burned into her brain and body, as well as her eyes, despite wearing protective goggles from the glare overhead. The grit was everywhere, even in her damn underwear. CIA Agent, Karen Stone, crouched down in the tight confines behind the huge boulder leaning in against the solid safety listening to the Special Forces team leader, Sergeant Johnny ‘Jack’ Daniels,…
Out of the mists of time, legends are born. And on the tortured surface of Venus, another legend was meeting her destiny. Major Rebecca Black, strapped inside the troop-transporter carrying raw recruits destined for the surface, watched the approaching planet through one of the few portholes. She'd once heard an old spacer refer to Venus as 'Earth's twisted sister'. He wasn't far wrong. This…
Sanjay Gupta, a slight man of medium height, had Bollywood good-looks that could turn a girl’s head and coax a coy smile. He had soft, liquid brown eyes with uncommonly long eyelashes, sadly, Kalinda Dharma noted, he was also stone cold, and very much dead. She looked down at the man as he lay in repose in the rich loamy earth beneath her booted feet. He looked to all as if he hadn’t a care in the…
10 St James's Sq, LondonNovember 26, 1852 Dear Mister Turing, You arrived in a fluster on my doorstep yesterday without so much as a gentlemen’s calling card nor, may I say, wearing anything approaching gentlemen’s attire. And an uncovered head in public, Mr. Turing? Tut-tut. But let us set aside how scruffily dressed you were. You then proceeded to badger and cajole my butler, Samson, physically…