Excerpt – Gabriel's Redemption

Quentin Santander sat at the hotel lobby bar, his hand on a lowball glass of an amber liquid, a solitary cube of ice floating in it. He swirled the liquid, the cube bumping against the glass edges slowly in the Mars gravity. The bar was beginning to fill up, miners and office workers getting off [...]
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Published on January 30, 2011 17:52
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