HSAR

Osterley took a much more compact submachine gun for herself, slipped it into a leather shoulder bag…

The preparations were brief and to the point. Broadview insisted that Newkirk take a pistol, which t…

A round-faced man who might have looked more at home in a butcher's or a grocer's shouldered his way…

Newkirk understood all too well. Everyone who had any sort of relevant experience pre-war had become…

The wizard was shaken out of his reverie by Ellesmere, who led them into a large room filled with te…

The duty watchman waved them out of the circle sharply. It flashed white, the challenge and counters…

Mitaran nudged the trajectory of the chestnuts with a whispered charm and caught it with one outstre…

Newkirk and Beckton appeared in a cascading flash and swirl of short-lived white particles as if tel…

He came in with a haunted look in his eyes. A fine suit hung from his frame, slightly threadbare but…

I finished the last line with a flourish, dropping the quill back into its pot and shuffling the pag…

Brass tinkled on the workshop floor. Beckton closed the bolt again, but didn't pop up for another sh…

No amount of wishing would give us the time we wanted: we turned, at last, onto an avenue that was a…

He was in the garden when I found him, sitting peacefully beside a gurgling stream.

Over the sights…

Lieutenant Commander Morell watched twelve specks of white light streak away from the carrier. She t…

Beckton leaned out sideways and pulled the gun into his shoulder in one movement. He placed a little…