I’ll pay for that, he thought. Instead, he asked, “So what does one do after saving an entire galaxy from open war?”
“Find the closest, seediest bar and get thoroughly inebriated,” Lyssa said immediately with a wide grin.
“Now that sounds like a plan,” Haynes approved.
“As long as there are boys,” Keely amended.
“Let’s see,” Haynes considered thoughtfully for a moment. “Bar...seedy...boys...” He snapped his fingers, “Of course! Pentara 3!”
“Now why does that sound like a place that comes with a story attached?” Lyssa wondered.
The End
Table of Contents
Prologue
The Not So Great Escape
The Man Who Would Be Warden
In Space No-one Can Hear You Sing Showtunes
The Ship Who Lied
Telepathy Or Not Telepathy, That Is The Question
It’s My Party And I’ll Dive If I Want To
Close Encounters Of The Halreptor Kind
Presidential Address