Habu. James B. Johnson

Departure Central was full of people going everywhere in the known galaxy.

      As a planetary minister, Alex was accorded VIP treat­ment. From VIP processing, a single aircar was to deliver her to her ship.

      Reubin and Alex had said their good-byes earlier. Reubin gave her a perfunctory kiss on the cheek. “See you soon, Silver Girl.”

      “High mountains and raging seas and bleak space could not keep me away, Mystery Man.” She searched his eyes one last time. “Until then.”

      Yeah, sure.

      The raging beast within him grew again upon the re­membrance. The killer serpent threatened to burst through and take control.