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Her foot, already purple, immediately started to swell. They propped her leg up on a rock covered with Gartlan’s tunic. Gartlan shook his head at Devlin. “She isn’t likely to go nighty-night, but she might as well. She ain’t going anywhere on that foot for a few days. And she’s not going to like this, but we’re going to have to set it and splint it so that the nanis don’t knit it wrong. Probably still will, but the canker mechanics should be able to fix it without too much problem if we get home.”

Sarah Arnette’s eyes went wide as Gartlan’s words hit home. “Oh Gods!” she moaned. “This is going to suck!”

“Do it,” Devlin said. “Come on, guys. They don’t need an audience, and we’ve got to get our shit together.”

He turned to walk away as Gartlan bent back down, and Decker opened a med kit.

Another drone flier came to halt in front of them, and a voice came over its vocoder, “State your name and passcode.”

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Excerpt from Book One of the Mako Saga:

Mako

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Ian J. Malone

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Excerpt from “Mako:”

The trio darted for the lift and dove inside as a staccato of sparks and ricochets peppered the space around them. Once the doors had closed, they got to their feet and checked their weapons.

“I bet it was that little punk-ass tech giving us the stink eye,” Danny growled, ejecting his magazine for inspection.

“Agreed,” Hamish said.

Lee leapt to his comm. “Mac, you got a copy?”

“I leave you alone for five minutes, and this is what happens?” Mac answered.

“Yeah, yeah.” Lee rolled his eyes. “Fire up that shuttle and be ready. We’re comin’ in hot.”

“Belay that!” Link shouted. “Hey, asshat, you got time to listen to me now?”

Lee sneered as the lift indicator ticked past three, moving toward the hangar deck on ten. “Damn it, Link, we’ve been made. That means it’s only a matter of time before the grays find that little package Hamish just left into their energy core. We’ve gotta go—now. What’s so damned important that it can’t wait for later?”

“If you’ll shut your piehole for a sec, I’ll show you.”

Lee listened as Link piped in a radio exchange over the comm.

“Velzer, this is Morrius Station Tower.” A male voice crackled through the static. “You are cleared for fuel service at Bravo Station on platform three. Be advised, we are presently dealing with a security breach near Main Engineering, and thus you are ordered to keep all hatches secured until that’s resolved. Please acknowledge.”

“Acknowledged, Morrius Tower,” another voice said. “All hatches secure. Proceeding to Bravo Three for service. Out.”

Lee wrinkled his nose. “So what? Another ship is stoppin’ for gas. What’s the problem?”

“It’s a prisoner transport in transit to a POW camp in the Ganlyn System.”

Prisoner transport?

“And boss?” Link paused. “Their reported head count is two hundred seventy-six, plus flight crew.”

Lee cringed. Never in a million years could he have missed that number’s significance.

“Yeah, that struck me, too,” Link said.

“Does mean what I think it does?” Danny asked.

Lee hung his head. “The Sygarious 3 colonists are aboard that ship.”

“Oh no,” Mac murmured. “Guys, if that’s true, there are whole families over there.”

“I know,” Lee snapped, “and they’re all about to dock on Platform Three, just in time to die with everyone else on this godforsaken facility.”

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