2032 words by Stanley Lieber
"Well well, I've not seen one of these in quite a while."
729 words by Stanley Lieber
"I hate Ohio! It's crazier than a dick in an ashtray out here!"
"Son, I don't care if the instructor cuts your fingers off. Your tuition is costing taxpayers a pretty penny. Think NASA. You suck it up and make me proud."
"This combatatives SME... Piro. They tell me he has photographic reflexes."
I had just knocked my last smoke off topside, right into the drink, when I saw the ship closing in. Even from a distance, I could see she was a honey. A fifty-footer, twenty across the beam. Twin engines for certain—I bet a thousand horse each. She had her foils out, that sleek hull teasing the waves with the barest kiss. She must have cost a fortune. Not that Jorgi would have paid it. He probably just plugged the owner and left him for shark bait. All so he could send that sweet heartbreaker after me. I guess I should have been flattered.