About This Book
"Now, what are you guys doing here?" Martin asked. "Not that it isn't great to see you, but it usually means trouble and I already have that. Got a whole bunch of military types - Chloe probably told you - who want to get me killed soon as possible." "Didn't think I'd see you leading the troops," Trevor said. "And you won't, if I can help it," Martin said. The "military types" came in, handshakes around. "OK, so what's the deal?" Martin asked. "Not another bloody 'Timenami, ' I hope. Until you get a better name for it, count me out." "It's your old pal from just after The Fall, Gen. Shaw," Gen. Ted Dorne said. "Crazy ol' Ratface?" Martin asked. "Figures." "He's decided the end of world wasn't good enough," Dorne said. "He wants to finish us off." "Wants his own world, more like," Martin said. "Don't care," Chloe said, eying Martin. "We're not doing it." "Oh, come on," Martin said, smiling at his bride-to-be. "It'll be fun. We'll free a bunch of people and see the After-the-Fall sites."
