(SHORT STORY) Death rode in a first-class suite aboard an elegant interplanetary luxury liner. When headquarters first sent Daisy Wong, Space Marshal, to “impound or destroy” a shipment of lethal contraband, she had no idea that the Martian mob owned the shipment and that they are willing to stop at nothing to keep its true nature a secret. No matter what Daisy does, whether she impounds the goods, destroys them, or looks the other way, the mob will come after her. Above all, no one told her that her uncle Connie Nine Pipes, the most powerful boss of all, a most unforgiving man, is involved. As far as Daisy can tell, that old saying nails it right on the head: The vacuum of interplanetary space harbors a multitude of surprises.