Noah Chinn

It's December, 1985. James Cote has been able to reconcile with his family over the summer, and things are just about back to normal. But Lettice's family is about as far from normal as she is.While preparing for Christmas in California, Lettice's mother receives a strange phone call from a little girl asking if they can help her find her daddy--Lettice's father, who supposedly died fifteen years ago.In their strangest case yet, James and Lettice Cote travel to Vancouver to take on a five-year-old girl's case for his lowest fee ever--a dollar a day. In quarters.

It's August, 1985, and private investigator James Cote has a problem.Actually, he has several. His wife Lettice is unemployed, over-active, and bored out of her skull. The cheating husband he'd been tailing for two weeks has been killed by his mistress. And someone kidnapped his uncle Gary and shipped him off to Peru.Someone from his own family-a family he hasn't visited in ten years.Now James and Lettice have to travel 1500 miles to Toronto under the guise of a long-delayed reunion to find out who hated Gary so much to ship him off to another country, but not enough to actually kill him.

"We wait, we hide, and watch Earth burn across the stars..." - From the lost pages of the ARK Diary She's one of the last free humans. On the run... And running out of time. Laina Roberts has been on the run for ten years, a freeborn human hiding from the cyborgs of the Silver Legion who now controls what's left of humanity. Moving secretly from planet to planet and space station to space station makes for a damn lonely life--and don't even get her started on how long it's been since she last had sex. Sometimes she thinks it might be worth turning herself in to the cyborgs just to end the loneliness. That is, until she's caught Captured by a hot-as-hell Legion officer, the cyborg Ronan makes her think being probed by him might not be so bad. But becoming a cyborg's slave--sex or otherwise--isn't high on her to-do list. She doesn't trust him and doesn't understand his constant questions about Earth--especially those about her long-dead relatives. Ronan can just kiss her ass--oh yes, please--because she is not going to let her desires or his incredibly perfect body weaken her resolve. She now has a new mission, to convince the cyborgs and the rest of the galaxy that all Terrans, humans and synthetic humans like cyborgs, have the right to be free. If only he didn't make her feel like melting into his arms and never leaving. Being captured by a cyborg might not be so bad after all...