Kai neared his desk again, seeing that the fugitive's profile had been transferred to the screen. His frown deepened. Perhaps not dangerous, but young and inarguably good-looking. His prison photo showed him flippantly winking at the camera. Kai hated him immediately.

Let's pick it up," the man behind her said. "How many more of the tranquilizers do you have?" "Just three," the girl panted. "Gonna have to restock." "Right. I'll just... head down... to the convenience store, and-" she didn't finish, the strain too much.

She briefly wished she did have some sort of magic so she could shoot a bolt of lightning through his head.

I don’t see that her being cyborg is relevant.

A captain always knows where his ship is. It's like a psychic bond." "If only we had a captain here.

Right,' said Kai, 'that'll be no problem in a city of two and a half million people. Let me just go dig out my special Lunar detector, and I'll get right on that.

He gaped at the controls. "Why is my ship talking back to me?