CHAPTER TWO
"Chadwick Ponkert! This isn't the time for deadasses!" the feminine voice continued. "Up and at 'em!"
Ponkert sighed as the consuming fire in his veins dulled to a pleasing warmth. His mind fought to ease back into the restfulness of DEEP-sleep and ignore the drugs that worked to wake him.
"Come on, Ponkert!" the woman's voice nagged. "Stop wasting time! Time-Shift Universal is paying you good money for this job! Now let's hop to it!"
The loud hiss of in-rushing air temporarily drowned the strident voice of the demanding harpy. Exploding crimson sun bursts raced across his closed eyelids, and reality smashed into his brain like a wet sandbag!
"Hurry, Ponkert!" the voice of the ship's computer commanded again.
"Shut up, b***h!" Ponkert snapped in return, his eyes blinking
