I’ve been writing some pulp stories under the name Len Stone. “3am, Persledt Eight” is a hard sci-fi romp that twists and turns a little. This is the first of several Bren Taylor stories – Taylor is a fix-it man, but sometimes gets more than he’s bargained for. The story is available now as an ebook through Triple V Publishing – 99 cents. It’s a little over 8000 words. It starts like this:
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“Situation?” I said as I picked up the phone. No one calls at 3am unless there’s a problem. I have no family left so no heart attack was worth disturbing my sleep.
“Taylor?” the voice said. Joe.
“Situation?” I said again. He knew it was me. Making an urgent call then messing around did not endear me. I could be sleeping.
“The BonOrbit facility. A patient ran amok and now they’re trapped.”
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Update, December 16 – changed the cover – the first one felt a bit washed out. This one is grainier, but the colours are more dramatic.
