The shift toward the use of biomass fuels is good news for the environment, or so we hope. But it may have other knock-on effects – like raising the price of staple foodstuffs by a significant degree. Maybe the wiser solution would be to reduce our dependence on all fuels, not just the ones that come from fossil deposits.
“His Whore The Vector” by David McGillveray is a dark tale about dictators, revenge and what violence wreaks.
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His Whore The Vector
by David McGillveray
The palace was a monstrosity in poured concrete with clumps of antennae bristling from every roof. Nadine was driven to an anonymous side entrance guarded by militiamen and taken inside. The door groaned shut behind her.
Behind the walls, the gardens had been left to wither in the heat. Desiccated roses lay in mass graves and a fine covering of dust clung to every surface. Nadine was led into the cool gloom of the main complex. The slap of her escort’s boots echoed along the maze of corridors: always a different route, always the same destination.
Gerber was waiting: white, white skin untouched by the sun, shaven head and flat, colourless eyes that kept the world out. The European mercenary had been rewarded for his enthusiastic bloodletting a decade ago in the purges with a position heading security for the most notorious butcher of them all. Continue reading HIS WHORE THE VECTOR by David McGillveray →