March Air Force Base, California.

"These are the rules," instructed Major Diehl, the public affairs officer. "Report your observations. Tell them what you saw, but if they ask for your personal opinions about little green men, the press conference is ...

“I hate this bit.” Tress settled back into her trans-seat and blinked as the young man in the blue uniform smiled and sprayed a puff of Tranq into her face.

“Blurq!” In the next seat, her husband lay back too as his host closed the canopy and ...

The woman on the bus was beautiful. That was true of most suicide bombers - they had a glow about them like an expectant mother or a rich man. The bus turned up the hill and she tried not to let her elbows bump into the explosives strapped to her ...

Something was wrong. The explosions cracked through Kinleigh’s earpiece. On the periphery of his vision to the left delicate violet orchids of plasma fire bloomed in the low gravity against the black bulk of the hill. They were firing. Why the fuck were ...

Afar contemplates lifting something small, a souvenir, but is distracted by the conversation at the next table:

"…forgot our anniversary, so I'm sending flowers back."

"Isn't that dangerous?"

"You kidding? It's just one day. Not going ...