
A dark, science-fiction short story
"They're just kids," he said.
"You won't need your blaster," he said…
"It'll be easy…"
Half a dozen kids on a starship to nowhere good, with some unauthorised passengers on board? Not my definition of easy—but now I had to get my stowaways home in one piece.
Easy. Right?
Right, Mack?
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