BSI: Starside: The Cause of Death
Chapter One
ONE*Flight
The shot struck the ground about twenty meters downhill from Georg, throwing up a flash of lurid yellow light against the night sky. Georg Hertzmann threw himself to the ground. Rock shrapnel and clumps of dust and dirt dropped out of the sky all around him for an unreasonably long time after the explosion. Georg remained motionless where he was until the last of the debris had fallen back.
"You can get up and start moving now, if you wish," said a small voice in his headphones. "Their shots are becoming increasingly inaccurate. I believe they have lost their lock on your position and are firing blind, by guesswork."
Georg replied in a low whisper, trusting his throat mike to feed an audible signal to his breast pocket, where the voice was coming from. "Then they're awfully good guessers. Those shots are close."
"But they didn't hit you with any of them-even when they had a tracking lock on you. I believe they are not trying to kill you-merely frighten you."
"And they're doing a good job of it." After a moment's silence, he spoke again. "Just how confident are you ... read full excerpt from Bureau of Special Investigations: Case One: The Cause of Death ebook
