Pink Dynamite, the hero of Harbor Heights, was dead. The Hero and Sidekick Association of the United States was in a scramble to cover the area until, in a surprise twist that would have the media reeling for months, they found her will.
Category: Short Story
The tether was set, and Jasmine was leashed to both Nevin and the hull of the decrepit old ship, wedged hundreds of feet above a canyon floor on a supposedly abandoned heap-of-rocks planet.
“It’s easy,” She insisted, “I climb around and set the next tether, then you climb around, and when we’re at the computer we kill it.”