Science fiction, and our own experiments, had prepared us for visits from monsters — or something — in space ships. But we never expected these devastating beings who operated outside the laws of...
His death was a thin red line on a chart… not a gun, not poison, but simply the cold, errorless science of the doomsday men. And even as he prepared to fight it. Larkin knew grimly that — for him — there was no escape in this...