Koreshi Chronicles - Chapter X: Across the Chasm, part 1

23 Winter 1929

The computer beeped softly as Gabrielle Summers leaned back and stretched. “This round of decryption algorithms will take approximately twenty minutes,” she reported in her precise, clipped Anglic. “There is little we can do until then.”

Lyta nodded. She stood comfortably against the bulkhead of the hopper, one hand tracing the seams in the metal. She’d positioned herself so that she could see the screen of Gabrielle’s terminal, but all it was showing at the moment were streams of numbers and loading progress bars.

Gabrielle glanced up at her for the first time in nearly an hour. It was not lost on the NGIS agent that Lyta had kept her in eyesight since they’d landed, except for the brief team conference several hours earlier. “Are you to be my keeper, then?” she asked. The words were more resigned than hostile.

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Thrilling fights! Hair-raising escapes! Renewed alliances! And a stealth hopper! Oh, yes, mustn’t forget the stealth hopper. The one that we didn’t steal, because it never officially existed in the first place…

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Death of a betabel! While Our Heroes (tm) are hunting for the identity of the Comptroller, our "B-team" have their sights set on a more personal target… Lucian Jacobi.

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Unexpected reunions! While Our Heroes (tm) fail to make any headway in their hunt for the Comptroller, they are instead confronted with old acquaintances of dubious loyalty.

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Koreshi Chronicles - Chapter X: Long-Lost

15 Winter 1929, Oxford

They walked along the river, take-out cups of hot chocolate steaming in the winter air. Miranda opened her mouth and, yet again, Lyta silenced her with a glance. The younger woman frowned and sipped her drink. Lyta's eyes darted around their surroundings, gauging camera placements and through-traffic, until she finally let out a long exhale. "Okay, I think we can talk now if we keep our voices down."

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The arrival of long-lost friends… where “friends” should be read as anything from “professional rival” to “lover.” After Our Heroes (tm) finish the OxDA job, part two, they are confronted with yet more work, because no good deed goes unpunished.

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The OxDA job, redux! We return to our old stomping grounds to do a little more sleuthing, a little more stomping, and a lot more head-scratching…

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Back to the Humanist Alliance! Because if there’s one thing we can’t resist, it’s a country that’s told us to get out and never return.

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