Edward has one chance to save a man he forgot he ever loved.
All he has to do is destroy the world.
The disastrous events of the Zenith mission behind them, Marty and Edward lead very different lives at either end of time.
Martin has been tapped to lead an elite military operation designed to curtail and ultimately eliminate the threat of time travelers. But Henry Bradford has other ideas, and seeks to entice him into taking up the role of captain of the rechristened starship Azimuth.
Almost a quarter century in the future, Edward lives a life of wealth and influence as the adopted son of Starfire’s CEO, Trevor Sutton. But the mystery of his birth father’s murder still weighs heavily on his mind, eclipsed only by the baffling appearance of Martin’s dogtags around his neck. The distance he will go for answers will determine the ultimate course of human history, as he is pitted head to head once more against the destructive agenda of the time traveler he knows only as Gifford.
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His gaze wandered past the reviewing stand to rove the mirror-bright hull of the CSS Zenith, straddling the tarmac on its landing jacks.
The CSS Azimuth, that is. It wouldn’t do for people to think he was still living in the past, reliving past glory instead of seeking new challenges. The fact that his work was wrapped in layers of secrecy these days made it hard for him to insist he wasn’t just spinning his wheels while the Azimuth was dry-docked. He had to admit, though, that Starfire did good work. There was no sign, not even to his trained eye, of the extensive structural damage inflicted upon the vessel by the time-traveler Martin knew as “Gifford.”
What a difference an eight-month overhaul can make.
A tap on his shoulder startled him, and he spun to make eye contact with the sandy-haired man standing behind him. He immediately smiled widely. “Chuck!”
Charles Davenport’s eyes crinkled at the corners as he grinned. The engineer had a few more lines on his face than Marty remembered, but he looked tan and fit. And happy.
I guess natural sunlight agrees with you, buddy. Glad you landed on your feet after leaving the service.
“Hello, Marty. Long time, no see.”
“Yeah, I guess it has been a while.” Martin’s gaze dropped. “I know I always promised I’d keep in touch, but—”
“But I had my work,” interrupted Charles. “And you had yours.” He indicated Martin’s deep-blue formal Navy uniform, in stark contrast to his own plain charcoal suit, the twin starburst pins at the collar the only sign of his civilian rank. “Don’t apologize. We’re both deeply involved in high-security projects. There’s only so much we have in common these days.”
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Portuguese
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Already translated.
Translated by Emanuel Guedes Santos
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Spanish
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Already translated.
Translated by Carlos Bermejo Pérez
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Author review: Fantastic work! Completed ahead of schedule. Will definitely work with this translator again. |
