Growing older was a falling away of everything that didn’t matter. And a deepening appreciation of all the parts that were important enough to stay.
Fred laughed. It was mirthless. Let me get this straight, he said. You’ll give me all the kingdoms of the Earth if I just bow down and do one act of worship for you? Dresden cocked his head. I don’t k...
Everywhere, there was imbalance, and the surest path to profit was to be between something valuable and someone who valued it.
Even in the first morning after the catastrophe began, security teams were calling on Liev’s underlings, sweeping them up for questioning. Some, they held. Others, they released. Burton had no way of...
Elvi blinked in puzzlement as Murtry left. Is he mad at me? Sweetie, Amos said, clapping her on the back, that just means you’re not an asshole.
Don’t let things sit for too long. It’s always tempting to just ignore the things that aren’t actually on fire just at the moment, but then you’re also committing to spend your time putting out fires.
Distributed responsibility is the problem. One person gives the order, another carries it out. One can say they didn’t pull the trigger, the other that they were just doing what they were told, and ev...
Chief security officer on an OPA ship was a half-assed kind of position, one part cop, one part efficiency expert, and pretty much all den mother to a crew of a thousand people with their own agendas...
Catastrophe was just one part of what always happened. It was a prelude to what came next.
Can’t expect everyone to be on the same page. We’re still humans after all. Some percentage of us are always going to be assholes.
Burton had sent Timmy to collect a debt, Timmy had killed the man instead, and Burton hadn’t cut him loose. Two points defined a line, but three defined the playing field. Burton didn’t always have ne...
Boarding a ship was one of the riskiest maneuvers in naval combat. It was basically a race between the boarders rushing to the engine room and the collective will of those who had their fingers on the...
Before Prax had gotten married, he’d seen a dance performance based on neo-Taoist traditions. For the first hour, it had been utterly boring, and then after that, the small movements of arms and legs...
Been brooding the whole time? she asked. Some of it, yeah. Did it help? Nope. Right. Spring into action, then? He nodded at the amber door alarm. Not yet. She glanced down. The override light flickere...
Because he’s Amos. He’s like a pit bull. You know he could tear your throat out, but he’s loyal to a fault and you just want to hug him. She
Basia floated next to the gunner’s seat watching the hateful math spool out across the screen. She
Avasarala: ... and I understand that you've got a few after-market add-ons?Keel-mounted rail gun! Alex said with a grin. That scream of overcompensating for tiny, tiny penises, but might prove useful,...
Avasarala laughed at that. True. But if he’s sending his hired killer to Earth, we— Wait, what? If Holden was— Forget Holden. You called me his hired killer. Is that how you guys think of me? The kill...
As soon as we get the place secure, I’ll get in touch, Miller said. Okay, but don’t take too long. If Thoth Station has a whorehouse left standing, I’m going to need help prying Amos out of it.
Any meeting with Martian command is going to have to wait until after the situation on Ganymede is stabilized. Official diplomatic talks before then are only going to make it seem like we’ve accepted...