Someone wants Captain Admiral Zander Graydon dead. Like yesterday. Almost getting killed three times in one day is pushing it, even for Zander. He
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By Jess Anastasi, Robin Haseltine
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In Captain Admiral Zander Graydon's opinion, it was damned impolite to try to kill a man while he was taking a piss.
The flash of a flare knife reflecting in the flawlessly shiny chrome of the urinal jacked his heart rate into orbit and forced him into a duck, even as he reached up to grab the arm swinging at him. The metium-reinforced, superheated blade could cut through armor plating. If it went into his flesh, it'd be like slicing water.
With a bone-crushing grip on the man's wrist, Zander came up, twisting to face his attacker.
Mask. Of course.
He yanked the man off balance and grabbed a handful of the black material covering the guy's face. Before he could jerk the disguise off, the man got his other arm up between them and slammed the heel of his palm into Zander's nose.
Zander stumbled back, the burning blaze of pain exploding through his face making his eyes water, but he didn't release his grip on the hand still holding the knife. Taking the wrist in both hands, he smashed the guy's arm into the rounded edge of the urinal. A wet crack sounded. The man swore as his hand went limp, and the blade flickered out when the weapon dropped to the floor.
With an imminent knifing no longer a threat, Zander released the man's now-broken wrist and shoved him away. Hauling his arm back, Zander put all of his weight behind ramming his fist square in the guy's face. The momentum sent him crashing into the stall behind him and then crumpling to the floor.
"Frecking christ." He gulped in a long breath and then wiped at the trickle coming from his nose. Blood smeared across the back of his hand, and he grimaced while his heart stuttered back into a normal rhythm. Hell. He was getting too old to take on random knife-wielding bad guys in bathrooms. Damned if next time he didn't have a heart attack.
He moved over to the basin and ripped some toweling out of the dispenser, cleaning his hand and then shoving the cloth up against his nose as he approached the prone man.
Bending down, he tugged the mask off, but the guy's face gave him no answers as to what might have motivated this little scene. An opportunist robbing the poor, defenseless captain admiral when he least expected it? Too bad for this moron — Zander hadn't earned his admiralty behind a desk like some of his contemporaries had.
He dropped the cloth and got busy unbuckling the man's belt, sliding it free and securing it around the man's wrists, then attaching him to the bracket holding the stall partition to the floor. After that, he took out his commpad and snapped a couple of quick pics to upload later for facial recognition.
He straightened and winced at the ache radiating down his back, into his upper thighs. "Jezus, I really am getting too old for this shite."
After backing out of the stall, he paused by the mirror to check for any blood he might have missed. A damp towel took care of most of the mess, but he couldn't do anything about the few drops staining the collar of his light blue shirt. With a sigh, he pulled his formal dress-uniform jacket straight and smoothed down his hair before leaving the bathroom.
Outside, two air squadron officers approached at a march and stopped a few steps away from him. They both snapped to attention like choreographed dancers. He still wasn't used to seeing the young, fresh face of Jaren — younger brother of his long-ago buddy Mikel — on his ship.
When Jaren had told him he was joining the IPC, he'd had a momentary flash of misgiving, since Mikel's last words to him had been to look out for his younger brother. He didn't think letting the kid join the military would have necessarily come under Mikel's meaning of looking out for him.
But with the war long over, and the IPC forces mainly chasing marauders and illegal traders across the known galaxies, along with quelling the occasional rebellion, there wasn't the same inherent danger in putting on the boots and stripes any longer. Still, it hadn't been an accident that Jaren had been assigned to the Swift Brion straight out of military college.
"Captain Admiral, sir, we're here to escort you to the Swift Brion's shuttle, sir," the other young man said, keeping his gaze trained off in the distance.
"You couldn't have arrived maybe three minutes earlier?"
The officer who'd spoken shifted his gaze to look right at him, confusion creasing his expression before he regained his rigid composure.
"Sir, no, sir, the shuttle only just arrived and we came straight — "
"Never mind." Had he been that stuffy when he'd first joined the Inter-Planetary Coalition military? "One of you might want to go do something about the unconscious moron in the privy who just tried to stab me."
The two officers shared a startled look, then they both dashed by him into the men's room. And while they were handling the injured half-wit — because, seriously, who attacked a uniformed member of the military — he needed to find his shuttle, contact his ship, upload the mug shot, and start getting some answers about who said idiot was and why the hell he'd made the poor life choice to take on a captain admiral today.
He continued across the spaceport, heading for where he assumed his shuttle had touched down, since neither of the officers had told him. Halfway across the large open space, the smell of real coffee hit him with enough strength to make his mouth water, and he stopped by a kiosk.
Hell, it'd cost him more than a few credits, but he'd pay for one last genuine cup of ground coffee beans before he ended up on the Swift Brion drinking the repli-coffee all serving members of the IPC were stuck with, no matter their rank.
The woman in front of him ordered some concoction with cloves and hazelnut syrup. Usually he drank his coffee straight, but that sounded too good not to try.
He leaned forward and waved to catch the attendant's attention. "I'll take one of those as well."
The woman in front of him turned, her long sable hair in a sleek ponytail sliding over her shoulder. His gaze automatically slipped down the length of her body and sized her up, leaving him with an impression of a lithe, athletic build. A reverberating percussion of sparking distraction caught him off guard. Yeah, he had a preference for strong women who could hold their own, both physically and mentally.
She wore an IPC uniform with the Swift Brion insignia pinned to her collar, so he moved back a step, grabbing control of the momentary aberration in his usual professionalism. Her slate-gray eyes glinted with recognition.
"Captain Admiral." The woman shifted to attention with a respectful nod, a little less rigidly than the two young officers had. "Did you lose your escort, sir, or did they lose you?"
Zander held out his hand, and the woman shook it with a firm grasp, leaving his awareness riveted on the sensation of her palm against his.
"They're taking care of something for me. I figured stopping for one last real coffee would give them a chance to catch up. My apologies, but I don't believe I've seen you onboard my boat before."
He'd made an effort to know all his crew, though sometimes it got hard, considering the size of his ship.
She inclined her head. "Lieutenant Marshal Mae Petros. I'm your new admiral's assistant, sir."
"Of course. I just finished reading your file, Lieutenant. Welcome aboard."
She glanced around the spaceport, a smile tilting up her lips. "We're not exactly onboard yet, sir."
The kiosk attendant called out their orders, so Zander moved forward to take both cups and pay for the order, then handed one of the coffees off to his new assistant. She shot him a slightly indignant look but apparently wasn't dumb enough to say anything about him paying for her coffee.
"So what made you return to the IPC?" he asked as they started across the spaceport toward the hangar designated for government and military craft. "Most people who leave to work for the Universal Armed Forces Agency never come back. Apparently they pay better and don't have the same strict military codes."
She shrugged and took a sip of her coffee. "I discovered my superiors weren't who I thought they were. And then I made a promise to an old friend. So here I am."
He grinned over the rim of his coffee. "Cryptic, much?"
"Oh, I'm sorry. Did you expect me to spill my entire life story two minutes after meeting my new commanding officer?"
At that, he laughed outright. From reading her file, he'd already been impressed with his newest crew member. He and Lieutenant Marshal Petros would be working closely together. Her apparent sense of humor and quick wit would make things that much easier.
"I'll give you that, Lieutenant, but I must warn you, I'm good at getting details out of people without them even noticing. I'll have the full story before the week is out." He added a wink, aiming for his most disarming smile. He'd found over the years that being easygoing got a person a lot further than barking orders and being all kinds of disagreeable.
Lieutenant Petros didn't seem fazed by his obvious attempts at charming her, though she did appear to be hiding a grin behind her cup as she glanced away. He liked the spark in her gaze a little too much, reviving the initial flare of avid preoccupation he'd gotten when he first laid eyes on her. He cleared his throat and took another sip of his coffee as they reached the security checkpoint and waited for clearance.
After going through the usual protocols, he followed Lieutenant Marshal Petros down a short hallway until it opened out into the hangar.
The Swift Brion's short-range shuttle was the only ship docked in the large area. Another female officer stood at attention by the shuttle's hatch, Sergeant Katrien Nazari, who'd served a few years on the Swift Brion now.
He shot her a friendly smile as she saluted and then opened the hatch to let Lieutenant Marshal Petros and him into the ship.
"When the two officers I sent to get you decide to turn up, we're clear to launch immediately," Petros said as she set her coffee into a drink console and then slid behind the controls of the shuttle.
Zander dropped into the copilot's chair and slouched, not ready to relinquish his own coffee yet. "I'm in no hurry."
He slid his comm out of his pocket, the device already connected to the shuttle's onboard computers, and took a moment to upload the picture of his attacker. When they got within range of the Swift Brion and the shuttle reconnected to the larger flagship system, the picture would go into the IPC database, and hopefully by the time they docked, he'd have a name to go with the face. And an all-inclusive trip to Erebus — the IPC's hell-like prison world that no one ever escaped from — for the guy.
Petros brought the shuttle online and started prelaunch sequences. "Not in a hurry to get home?"
He shrugged and stared out the viewport across the massive empty space of the hangar, leaning sideways to put his comm into his pocket again. "I guess I've been living on the Swift Brion long enough that I could call it home, but it's never really felt that way."
Ergh, now he was getting all maudlin. He'd been a career soldier since his first day of military college when he was a teenager. Home was wherever the IPC ordered him to be, and he'd never had a second thought about it. He shook his head and drained the last of his coffee then dropped the empty cup in the waste chute. A few silent minutes went by while he watched Petros bring up nav data between Tocarra and where the Swift Brion orbited the planet. In a bit over half an hour, he'd be back onboard and checking in to find out where he and the IPC flagship were needed next.
The hatch at the back of the shuttle opened again, and Nazari walked in, followed by Jaren and the other AS officer.
"I assume the matter was taken care of?" he asked as the three of them took their seats.
"Yes, sir. The man in question was handed over to the spaceport authorities, though he still wasn't conscious," Jaren replied as he fastened his harness.
He nodded and caught the sharp look Petros sent him as he turned to face the viewport again.
"Problem?" she asked as a voice over the comms cleared them for launch.
"Just some idiot who thought a captain admiral would be an easy mark."
"And you knocked him unconscious?"
The ship lifted off, and he straightened to pull the safety harness over his chest — IPC shuttle protocol. "You would have thought breaking his wrist and disposing of his flare knife would have been enough, but the guy just didn't know when to quit."
"I see." She turned her attention back to the controls, a frown drawing down her expression.
As they cleared the spaceport, the shuttle gave an odd shudder, and Petros leaned forward against her harness, hands moving in a precise pattern over the crystal display controls, sorting through data so fast he couldn't catch what she was doing.
"Problem?" he asked, repeating her earlier question.
"Just something odd with the inertial dampeners, though I've managed to compensate for it." She sat back again, but her frown didn't lessen as she stared at the screen.
They gained altitude, and the landmass beneath them shrank rapidly away. A trembling rattled in the ship, and Petros muttered, sitting forward again. As she touched the screen, a warning beep chimed.
Zander swiveled the copilot's chair to face the secondary control screen and brought up the error data. "What the hell —?"
He expected to see one, maybe two, slight issues, but the screen flashed with a scrolling list of primary functions failing, one after another. His heart slammed to a hard stop against his ribs. Oh, jezus, they were in serious trouble.
"Sir, what's going on?" Nazari called over the rumbling of the shuttle and the warning alarm.
"Not sure, Sergeant."
He noted the problems Petros was already working at and tackled others, starting with the fact that the energized pressure and heat shielding on the outer hull had gone offline. If they didn't get crushed from pulling hard G's, since the inertial dampeners weren't working right, then death by compression and/or cooking when they hit the mesosphere seemed like an impending possibility.
"Take her back down." Sweat crept along his hairline, and he took a second to wipe at the gathering drips.
"Navs aren't responding."
Apart from her words coming fast, Petros's tone sounded mostly calm. Good, because he needed her to keep her head if they were going to get off this shuttle alive. The whole vessel was shaking hard enough now that anything not bolted down skittered across the grate floor. The groan of stressed metal was audible under the shrill chime of the emergency sirens.
He abandoned the shielding as a lost cause. The only play they had left was to disconnect the autopilot, which was taking them higher into the ether. Another few moments before they left the stratosphere altogether. Without the shielding, the craft would burn and implode almost in the same instant.
His breath came too short, chest too tight as the same error message kept blinking at him, telling him autopilot could not be disengaged. Frecking christ, the higher they got, the harder it would be coming down. And he had no doubt they were going down. Whether or not they got destroyed in the planet's atmosphere before they crashed was still up for contention.
Swiveling the chair away from the all-but-useless control panel, he ducked down and pulled a section off the bottom of the console.
"What are you doing?" Petros demanded as he wrenched out a whole bunch of wiring.
"Manually disengaging autopilot. Until that's offline, we've got no hope of doing anything." He skipped through several wires until he found the one he needed and yanked it clean out of the micro-crystal panel.
A new warning siren joined the dozen others already wailing, and the ship dropped sharply to the right, on the verge of going into an uncontrolled spiral. Zander's stomach flipped up into his chest, and he grabbed hold of the chair's armrest.
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I flew through Quantum just like I did with Atrophy and I loved every second of it! The story of the Reidar and Rian’s mission to find and kill them is just getting more and more interesting. I loved how tough Mae was; it’s clear Jess Anastasi knows how to write a strong woman. Mae and Zander have their ups and downs but even when they aren’t together they are both willing to protect the other. Zander is more straitlaced then the previous book’s hero, Tannin, as well as Rian but at his heart he’s just a military grunt; he has no problem getting his hands dirty. I liked Mae and Zander but I found myself looking forward to getting back to Rian’s POV and following that story line. We get to see a lot more of Rian and Ella and they definitely shoot sparks off each other. I loved seeing the Imojenna crew again as well as the addition of the Ebony Winter crew which I’m very intrigued by. At the samae time, I was unsure of Rian in Atrophy, but I’m coming around to wanting to know more. There’s a deep well of pain and depression in Rian and this causes him to lash out against those that just want to help. I will say that I’m still unsure if I like Rian yet, but I am intrigued by him and curious to know more about this incredibly complex character.
It took me a little bit to get into this story because it had been so long since I had read the first one, Atrophy and I just didn’t feel there was enough recap to catch me back up. I feel if you were reading these stories back to back you would be totally fine. If you are like me and read hundreds, no exaggeration, hundreds of books a year some of the finer points get lost and I found myself scrambling to try and remember who was who and what happened. As the story unfolds Mae is sent on a covert mission to capture Zander so Rian can determine if he is a shape-shifting alien. However, things don’t go as planned and there are three attempts on Zander’s life in a very short time frame. She and Zander are left stranded in a jungle for days, ALONE, with a budding attraction despite their suspicions of each other. He thinking she has something to do with the attacks, her thinking he is an alien. Tempers and sparks fly and attraction and chemistry overcome's suspicion. But that was just the beginning. The story was jam packed with action and intrigue that didn’t stop and you really get two stories in one. Zander and Mae and then Rian. Ah, Rian who I feel is the real main character of this entire series. I keep wondering when he will get his own book. However, I am glad he gets equal time in each book so far. He is damaged, and dominate yet its hard not to want to be in his corner. I really enjoyed Quantum and the only reason it isn’t getting a 5 is because it just needed more recap. If you even tried to read this book first you would be completely lost. As it was with so much of a gap in between my reading times (over a year) I felt lost.
Quantum opened up with a bang and never slowed down! Mae is undercover trying to prove if Zander is human, or if he's been replaced by the Reidar, shape shifting aliens planning to take over the system. What follows is a fast-paced story with enough suspense and adrenaline that kept me glued until the end! Mae isn't anyone definition of a damsel in distress. She extremely practical, intelligent, loyal, has a glib sense of humor, and doesn't take any crap-I would have said the last person Zander would fall for, but she's perfect for him. Given his fancy title, Zander should be an obnoxious jerk. Instead he's got a sarcastic, self-deprecating sense of self, a natural arrogance that cracked me up, and such a laid back, in control attitude..he's the guy everyone wants to have drinks and swap stories with. Mae and Zander's physical attraction literally jumps off the page from the start, yet their intimate connection is what really sucked me in. Their brains may have denied any trust, but theirs hearts were on warp speed, forming a bond neither would acknowledge until its too late. Rian is making progress on the Reidar's heinous plan and finding unexpected allies along the way. And his pseudo-relationship with Ella is still running hot and cold, but there's no denying the physical side of things is still burning hot! I know I am looking forward to the moment the mighty captain is brought down by this petite priestess! With echoes of the Star Trek and Firefly tv series, the Atrophy series has become a favorite of mine! Superb characters and a sensational plot kept me up late in the night, anxious to know what would happen next. Book two in the series, Zander and Mae's story was stuffed with suspense, intrigue, action, and romance of course! I highly recommend starting with Atrophy before reading Quantum so you don't miss out on a truly engrossing series!
For reasons he can’t fathom, Captain Admiral Zander Graydon almost got killed three times in one day. The latest assault was in the bathroom just before boarding his shuttle at the Toccara spaceport. Zander is with IPC – the Inter-Planetary Coalition – and since there’s no war at the moment, he mainly hunts down illegal traders and space pirates. The shuttle is set to bring him on board his ship, the Swift Brion, where he meets his new admiral’s assistant, the beguiling Lieutenant Marshal Mae Petros. What Zander doesn’t know is that Mae is on assignment for the UAFA – the Universal Armed Forces Agency, and her mission is to bring Zander back to ascertain that he is human and not an alien, not Reidar. The Reidar are shape-shifting aliens whose goal is to replace humans in higher up positions at government and military levels. Everything seems to be going swimmingly, at last, until Zander’s shuttle’s systems fail: crash imminent! And this, dear readers, is merely the beginning of QUANTUM! I read very little scifi, but this series is excellent! Ms. Anastasi’s descriptions and notions are clear and concise, and she doesn’t bog down the narrative with superfluous details while getting her meaning across, and her prose is simply spectacular! QUANTUM is fast-paced, with plenty of action, and it always felt real. The worldbuiliding is intricate, entirely believable, and while I often feel with scifi that it’s over my head, it’s definitely not the case here, and not because it’s simplistic, but because it’s well plotted. I loved the relationship between Zander and Mae; in spite of their mistrust, they’re professional and level-headed, but Mae is more ingenious and doesn’t hesitate to think outside the box while Zander is very by-the-book, which is sometimes cause for entertaining disagreements. Zander wonders at the coincidence of having a new assistant and his ship crashing. In spite of not entirely trusting each other, Mae and Zander are attracted to each other, and when they finally succumb to their lust, it happens exactly as it should. Mae was sent to investigate Zander on Rian Sherron’s orders, and Rian is also a friend of Zander’s. I didn’t quite get Rian at first, he’s puzzling; his story intersects with Zander’s, and it turns out to be quite riveting, especially his relationship with the priestess Ella. There is also a most dashing space pirate – Qaelen Forster – who has been on Zander’s radar for a long time, and that is another fabulous story; I hope we get to see more of Qaelen in the future, because he is a terrific character. QUANTUM is a terrific action-packed book, even for those who think they won’t like a science fiction story, and that’s the mark of a great author! I voluntarily reviewed an advanced reader copy of this book.
Quantum is the second book in the Atrophy series by Jess Anastasi. If you’ve been missing science fiction TV shows like Star Trek’s Voyager and Enterprise, Battlestar Galactica, or Firefly, this series will remind you of everything you love about science fiction romance. It’s got aliens, advanced technology, and dedicated starship crews. And if you’ve never picked up a science fiction romance before, you’d be well advised to start with a series like this one. With a complete couple romance and a happy for now ending in each story, it’s easy to pick up any one and dive right in. While each novel can stand alone, you’ll get the maximum benefit if you start at the beginning as the overall story arc begins in book 1 of the series, Atrophy, and will continue until the conclusion. From the very start this is an action packed adventure, with enough twists and turns to keep the reader flipping pages as fast as possible, while trying to slow down enough to appreciate the world building and the care that has gone into creating the universe as it stands. The story is told from three point of view. As the key holding things together and the impetus for the plan to expose the Reidar, an alien race set on universal domination, Rian gets equal page time with Zander and Mae. While he comes across as a dark and bitter man, he’s not without a conscience and tries desperately to keep control of his emotions. If ever a soldier suffered from PTSD, he's it. There is plenty of sexual tension between him and Ella, an Aryn priestess and the only woman to have penetrated his shields, (figuratively and literally) with her telepathic powers. They fairly smolder when on the page, and the link between them is sure to continue being a key part of the series. Rian is a fascinating character and I enjoy his point of view quite a lot. The other two points of view come from the main romantic entanglement of this novel, Zander and Mae. When the two of them find themselves marooned, in a life or death situation, the natural human desire to be comforted becomes a heated affair. They are both strong characters but have different strengths, enough to make them a solid partnership. While there are two storylines playing out simultaneously, eventually the main characters converge and Rian's plans to expose the Reidar as the shape shifting aliens they are start to be put into effect. Time is running out for him to do something before the Reidar are too numerous to control. Zander and Mae get their happy ending, but the story isn't over. The combination of the all too human emotions experienced by Rian and his crew, combined with the science fiction aspects of the story, and the action packed and sometimes intense plot makes Quantum an exciting read.
Sci Fi Romantic Read This is the 2nd book in the series after Atrophy, it is recommended that you do read book 1 before reading Quantum. Captain Admiral Zander Graydon has seen a lot of action and he is in this book is able to start putting pieces together of how is trying to kill him. On hand to help out is Lt. Marshal Mae Petros , one of the hottest pairings that I have seen in a while. This book takes sci fi, suspense and romance along with intrigue and builds on that. Mae holds secrets in, things that she keeps from Zander—there are things in the background that during the story, we start to get a grasp of what they may be. Her holding her secrets back caused some distance between her and Zander at times. Zander’s life is in danger, there is more Rian in this story oh and when we find out what Mae is really doing in the background, her “undercover” job- well, will this cause Zander and Mae to break apart or be together even stronger than ever? There are times I loved the story but also times I was confused at what was going on. I loved the angst and passion at play but also I needed more to be explained. I hated the confusion that was at play…when book 3 comes out and it looks like there is a book 3, then maybe more will be explained. My rating: 3.9 stars **** **I was given an ARC by the publisher in exchange for an honest review***