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THE
OUTBACK
STARS
SANDRA MCDONALD
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PROLOGUE
espite the protective suit shielding her from flames, Lieu-tenant Jodenny
Scott expected to die very soon. The prospect should have alarmed her,
but on some dim, exhausted level, she sup-posed it was only fair. So many
of her shipmates were already dead or dying, cut down by unexpected
violence in the middle of what should have been routine operations. Why
should she be any differ-ent? She fought her way through the fire, her
damaged lungs labor-ing, her gloved hands groping for the control panel
that would put an end to this inferno.
“Lieutenant,” said the voice over her commset. “Report!”
She would have been angry—how did they expect her to talk when
she could barely even breathe! —but all her energy was focused on her
mission. If somehow she survived this disaster, she would direct her fury
toward the people who had caused it. The murderers who’d killed her
friends and coworkers. Very briefly she thought of the man she loved, and
how she had last seen him: burned, bleeding, unable to even hear her final
farewell.
Jodenny’s hands closed on what she hoped was the control panel.
She bent forward so that her visor was flush against the metal, but ash and
smoke made it impossible to see. In her mind’s eye she imag-ined the
panel: the sensors, the indicator lights, the override. Her gloves were too
bulky to feel fine details. She pulled one off, ignoring the noisy alarm in her
helmet that indicated a suit breach. She touched searing hot metal and
recoiled with a cry. But then her fin-gers brushed against the lever she
needed, and she wrapped her burn-ing, blistered hand around its handle.
Here goes everything, she thought, and pulled with all her strength.
A new alarm started to screech. With violent speed, smoke and
debris and corpses and anything that wasn’t lashed down, including
Jodenny herself, rushed toward the vacuum outside the ship. She felt
herself lifted and carried toward the stars, her lungs collapsing, her suit
unable to protect her. But she had done it. She had saved her ship. This
time…
 
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CHAPTER
ONE
f Jodenny spent one more day on the planet Kookaburra she might try to kill
herself again. Not funny, she told herself, and not true, but morbid humor
was her only defense against the prospect of spending the next eight hours
stuck in a cubicle, rout-ing invoices that nobody at Fleet gave a damn about.
Nearly dying on the Yangtze was one thing, but bureaucratic suffocation
prom-ised to be no less fatal. First thing Thursday morning she headed to
the Assignments building, but as she drew near she saw that Matt Lu had
beaten her to it.
“Forget it.” Lu shaded his eyes against the sun. “No requisitions came
in and the Survey Wing didn’t post any new jobs.”
“What about the Aral Sea?” Jodenny asked. The freighter, with its
complement of five thousand crew and colonists, had been in orbit for a
week.
“Leaves today for the Alcheringa. Trapped for another day in
para-dise, that’s us.”
He gave her a jaunty salute and headed off toward the mess hall,
circling a miniature sculpture of Wondjina Spheres as he went. With the
cadets on holiday, Alice Training Base’s peaceful air was broken only by
the hum of robots cutting the grass on the soccer fields. Be-yond the main
gate, a lush eucalyptus forest stretched all the way to the pink sandstone of
the MacBride Mountains. Earth must have looked like that once, back
before the Debasement, but Jodenny had no time for beautiful landscapes
and instead went inside the cool, ink-scented lobby of the building behind
her.
Before Jodenny could ask, the ruddy-faced sergeant on duty said,
“No, Lieutenant Scott. Yes, I’m sure. Yes, I remember you’d be eter-nally
grateful if I called you the moment anything came in. So would Lieutenant
Lu, Lieutenant Armstrong, Lieutenant Bell—”
“Quit your blabbering, sailor.” Chief Pau came to the counter with an
 
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