Double Solitaire

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This book is for Vic Milan, without whose help the Takisians wouldn't be half so interesting. And for George R. R. Martin, my editor and friend, without whose help, support, and encouragement this book wouldn't have been.

Chapter One

Baby was gone.

All that remained was the retinal imprint of the amber and purple lights as they had elongated, and given a final burst of colored fire as the living spaceship shifted into ghost drive. Aboard that ship were Tachyon's grandson, Blaise, the Morakh killer Durg, and Tachyon's body. How many million miles from Earth were they by now? wondered Tach, and then the emotions hit, beating at the confines of her skull like terrified birds slamming against a window: anger, fear, loss, and a grief so deep it manifested as a physical pain. The screens that lined the Turtle's shell gave back images of stars, gem bright against the blue black velvet of the upper atmosphere.

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