Final City. Eight million people in one of the dome cities of New Charybdis. Once, the planet sat on the frontier, but C-Space's insatiable quest for "progress" left it smack dab in the middle of nowhere, with an attitude to match. Sure, Vivigen moved their corporate headquarters in, resurrecting the lives of Final City's citizens in more ways than one. But before they got there, other powers already moved in and set up shop. You got representatives from everywhere across C-Space, all of them bringing something a little different to the world--little of it good. That's where I come Marn Vorsky, Division's Homicide Cognitor. Bad luck's got a permanent choke hold on me.
a murder with a weapon that's got no business on New Charybdis, let alone under my dome.
a "jumper" smashing down right in the heart of the dome city, at the Shinas-Kisei Towers of all places. Just when they started turning things around in this wreck of a city—on the dustball of a planet—left behind by "progress". Talk about your "high stakes" investigation.
If those didn't count enough to wreck a man's day, number three came along.
Trouble always comes in threes.
Why'd she, of all people, have to show up begging me for help?
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T. R. Neff, "Torrie" to her friends. She refuses to be pigeonholed as a writer, and prefers the following genres: Post-Apocalyptic Mysteries Black-Humored, Roman-flavored and/or Eschatological Fantasy Psychodramatic, Atavistic Horror (the more Lovecraftian / Barkerish, the better) In other words, whatever the hell she feels like writing. She loves Jesus/God/Holy Spirit, her parents and grandparents, peeps (the baby birds and her friends), opals (black, fire, milky!), MMA fighting, guns, Mustangs (all three kinds), her US Navy and shipmates, goats, rhinos (animal themes here, hm...), etc. Contrary to popular belief (and outrageous* rumors), she's been VERY female all of her life and intends to keep it that way.
*Credit goes to John Cleese and the rest of the Monty Python crew for use of his Holy Grail pronunciation of "outrageous." I am ever indebted...
Ah, the old hardboiled mystery... except this one's got a few twists in it that could only exist in speculative fiction. I always loved the tough guys in the old pulp novels (and the movies, of course!) and Marn Vorsky's no exception. If I could choose his theme, it would be "Callisto" from Celldweller's End of an Empire album. Just that bit of noir stirred into the electronic, a perfect blend to complement Altered Pathways.