Passing the Flame - a Wolfie Steel short story
Seventeen dollars and thirty-eight cents, he thought disgustedly, then chastised himself for allowing the distraction. Halfway down a rope dangling from the side of the city’s largest skyscraper was probably not the smartest place to inventory the...
Published form of Untouchable
I can arrange to have the rest of the stored recognize you on some level while in the memorium." i pulled out the bag of crystal cubes, spheres, and pyramids, holding it to my chest. "what about the ones that went ahead?"