By William C. Dietz
Max Maxon is an ex-marine who makes his residing with a gun. Sasha Casad is a wealthy teen attempting to seize the subsequent spaceship domestic. Max's task is to get her there alive. Somebody's attempting to cease them-somebody with lots of funds and firepower. that does not hassle Max. a freelance is a freelance. opposed to all odds, he'll satisfy this one. after which he'll make someone pay.
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I didn’t see the money, but Sasha assured me that it was secured around her waist in a money belt. And so it was that we took leave of Floater Town, headed up towards the stars, and a future that neither one of us could be sure of. ” The tag line from FENA Air’s Urban Graffiti cpaign We were on Level 45 when Maureen handed us over to a runaway android named Rita and waved good-bye. I hated to part company with her, but understood why she couldn’t accompany us. There was a rather large bounty on her head and plenty of poppers looking to collect it.
Though unable to see outside, I had seen countless takeoffs on television, and knew how it was supposed to work. Or thought I did, anyway. Unlike the space shuttles used back in the 1990’s, the current equivalents used standard runways for takeoff. Once airborne they used air-turbo-ram-jets to reach Mach 25, or more than 17,000 mph. The trick was to compress the air through the use of turbines at lower speeds and use the force of the incoming supersonic air stream to compress the air at higher speeds.