The World Stones

Vincent was on the hunt.His sister was still on the run. First, on ajob to the alien planet Viridian and then beyond. It didn’t make any sense.Wasn’t one alien world enough? Not for Helen. She discovered a vast network ofworlds connected through a system called The World Engine, and she was on themove. Looking for a way past the gravity well, keeping her ship stranded onViridian. She was out there searching, and he was nipping at her heels.There was one new wrinkle standing inVincent’s way. The Curator in charge of running the World Engine was startingto break down. There were bugs in the ancient AI’s system. Eating his memory.Fraying away at his personality matrix. Before the AI would help them, itwanted a little help of its own. They would fix the system. He would find hissister.Vincent was close, one job away from trackingHelen down.Back on Mars, things were getting dicey. Theconfederation wanted answers. Where was their man, and more importantly, wherewas the Zosmodious? Hunter didn’t have the answers they wanted. Helen wasmissing. Vincent was M.I.A. He was stuck footing the bill for two little bratshe didn’t know anything about. His world felt balanced on a precipice. One tiltin the wrong direction, and it would all come crumbling down.Most of the men he knew would have eaten theloss and lived to fight another day. Hunter would never be most men. If theConfederation wanted to push him, he would double down. Not just moreresources. Hunter was going to throw everything he had at Viridian. One roll ofthe dice to control his fate. This was his moment. He wasn’t going to miss it.The Zosmodious must flow.His legacy depended on it.