Relentless as death itself, the alien destroyer followed them through every twist and turn in the gray half-world of superspace... toward a grim rendezvous to which, no matter how they struggled, all roads...
Riding a ton of hell-roaring iron, fighting a crazy wheel for the inches that add up to a two-mile-a-minute finish, no man can afford to remember yesterday’s terror — if he wants to see today’s checkered...
When an author turns out several stories a month — and they’re all first-rate, which is unusual — you’d think, rightly, that he’d been in the game a long time. But that’s not the case with John D. MacDonald. Even though he falls into the...