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"Lerner's world-building and extrapolating are top notch." -SFScopeHowever wildly people had imagined First Contact? They never imagined this.They weren't supposed to be there. They hadn't planned to be there. But neither had they planned for the near-catastrophic explosion that had all but destroyed their interstellar passenger vessel.There was somewhere on the far fringes of what the rustic locals-for all they knew alone in the universe-egotistically capitalized as the Solar System. But however primitive these humans, scarcely spacefaring at all, they were the last, best, and-however vanishingly small-only hope for the few surviving passengers of the starship Greater Good to avoid lingering deaths on some remote, icy rock.And the crew of the tiny spaceship Andrew Carnegie? They entertained no plans beyond keeping secret the identity of their destination asteroid, exploiting its storehouse of precious metals, and fantasizing over how to spend their anticipated wealth. The universe, once again, didn't give a damn what anyone had planned¿...."One of the leading global writers of hard science fiction."-The Innovation Show
One of the leading global writers of hard science fiction."-The Innovation Show"Lerner's world-building and extrapolating are top notch."-SFScopeDashiell Hammett meets Andy WeirThe Company Man, lowly accountant for the filthy-richest business in the Belt, has modest aspirations. Air and water not endlessly recycled. Food that had not been freeze dried and rehydrated. A few quiet days at home. And, if he can just figure out how, ripping off the company a bit. Alas, working as he does for evil geniuses, that final ambition seems impossible-until, at the end of an interminable trek among remote company mining asteroids, a mysterious emergency preempts his return flight.Someone has discovered a flaw in the company's legendary security. If people must die to exploit it? That, apparently, isn't an obstacle. Or even the least of the consequences, in the Belt, elsewhere in the Solar System, and across Earth itself. With the body count rising, even the vast fortunes at stake cease to matter-and only the Company Man has a chance of averting interplanetary disaster.If he survives ....
"On the Moon's far side, shielded from Earth's radio cacophony, Americans are building a radio-astronomy observatory. Russians sift the dust of a lunar "sea" for helium-3 to run future fusion reactors. Commercial robots, remotely operated from Earth, roam the Moon's near side in a hunt for mineral wealth. Why chase distant asteroids for precious metals? Onetime asteroids must lie close beneath the much-bombarded lunar surface. Then a prospecting robot encounters a desiccated, spacesuited figure. An alien figure .... Americans from the lunar observatory investigate. Near the original find, underground, they discover an alien installation. Lunar Russians, realizing that the Americans are up to something clandestine, send their own small team. Each group distrusts the other ... even before the fatal "accidents" begin. By the time anyone suspects what ancient evil they have awakened, it may be too late-- For everyone on Earth, too."--Provided by publisher.
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