Curveball

Superheroes are real. Someone wants to kill them all.

Liberty, America's first and most famous superhero, has been murdered. As most of the nation mourns, a few wonder if there's more to the story than people are being told. Heroes and villains come together to learn the truth behind the crime, and uncover a conspiracy much larger -- and more deadly -- than they expected.

What is Project Recall?

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A Rake by Starlight

Politics is dirty. Piracy is just a little smudged.

Grif Vindh, Captain of the Fool's Errand, has a problem: he just stumbled across the single most dangerous thing in his part of the galaxy. It isn't a thing he would have looked for, if he'd known about it, but since he has it he figures he might as well try to sell it.

The problem is, it's not the kind of thing you can sell without taking a side... and taking sides makes you a walking target for all the other sides you didn't take.

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Pay Me, Bug!

Never bet against your Captain.

Grif Vindh, Captain of the Fool's Errand, just pulled off the job of a lifetime... but with great success comes unwanted attention. The government he stole from wants to find out how, and they've sent one of their best to track him down. A second government wants him to do it again, and they're willing to blackmail him to do it.

Start from the beginning.

Pay Me, Bug! - Chapter 42

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WHEREIN Our Hero, Having Escaped Certain Calamity, Celebrates His Unexpected Survival

Grif Vindh, captain of the Fool's Errand, was very, very drunk.

They were in Dyorbid's, waiting out the repairs on their ship and celebrating the fact that they had, when all was said and done, not been killed.

By the time they reached Trade Baron space they all had their original faces back--Cutter even had his scars, much to Vod's satisfaction. They were greeted at the edge of the Tylaris system by an Alliance warship carrying none other than Alef Halge. The cargo was transferred quickly, and Velis left without so much as a goodbye, which suited everyone fine. Some of her people nodded briefly as they left, more acknowledgment than Grif had expected, and Bennet actually shook his hand.

"It was interesting serving on your ship," Bennet said. "On the whole. Despite the... ah... awkwardness."

"You'd be a good crewman," Grif replied. "Under normal circumstances. But I trust you won't be offended if I say I hope we never meet again."

Bennet grinned. "No offense taken," he said, and left.

Pay Me, Bug! - Chapter 41

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WHEREIN Desperate Times Call For Desperate Measures

Commodore Hu Mavis stood on the bridge of the Centurion and watched the battle with interest.

The Alo Minh's response had been savage and unexpected--not that Mavis had expected her to go quietly, but he hadn't been prepared for the potency of her guns. How the presence of an ion cannon had escaped the Radiant Throne's inspections was beyond him, but somehow the crew of the Alo Minh had managed to conceal it. It was a fairly powerful one, considering the size of that ship, and while it wasn't enough to penetrate Centurion's screens it had nearly incapacitated the scout ship after the first shot. Mavis ordered the ship to pull back, and the Alo Minh had left it alone after that--it wasn't interested in the kill, it just wanted the ship out of the fight.

Pay Me, Bug! - Chapter 40

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WHEREIN Our Hero, Lacking Compelling Alternatives, Resorts to Plan B

Grif ran his hands over his newly restored face carefully, examining his reflection in a mirror.

"It looks like me, right? I mean, it is my face, right?"

"Yes, Grif," Morgan said. His voice was muffled from the bandages that still covered his face, but it was obvious he was tired of the question. "It looks just like you."

Amys peered at him and frowned.

"What?" Grif looked at his face again. "What? What's wrong?"

"I don't know, but it's not right."

"Dammit!" Grif swore. "I knew it."

"Oh, that's what it is," Amys said. "No stubble."

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