Dark Space II: The Invisible War [antikvár]

PrologueThe mountains formed a jagged white and gray line, illuminated against the horizon by the miners' floodlights. Snow fell in driving sheets to pile on the shiny gray tarmac, where it quickly melted and ran into shallow pools that reflected stolen scraps of the midnight sky. Roka City's air raid sirens were wailing, reminding everyone that there wasn't much time, but even so, crowds of screaming people were pressing against the sorry line of sentinels and mechs who guarded the simple wire fence behind Destra. She was waiting on the other side of the fencethe safe sidebut now she cast a worried glance over her shoulder to the raging crowds, and squeezed Atton's small hand a little tighter."Why are they so angry?" Atton asked.Destra smiled down at her seven-year-old son, and he looked up at her with his bright green eyesher husband's eyes. "Because they don't get to go for a ride on the spaceship," she said, and tousled his hair.As they watched, the twin beams of a military hover transport's headlights appeared in the distance, illuminating great swaths of the falling snow. Then a megaphone blared, sounding out even above the wailing sirens: "Disperse, and proceed in an orderly fashion to the nearest mine shuttle!"Everyone should have evacuated to the mines already, but the smart ones knew that wouldn't save them. It would only buy them time, and maybe not very much of it. The crowd turned to the approaching transport with a collective roar. They were not going to leave peacefully. Destra caught a glimpse of a little boy with blond hair clutching the fence and staring hopelessly at her. The boy's mother saw Destra and