Chapter 1
Luis Ahmad had tried every anti-nausea drug in all the galaxy and every home remedy from a hundred AlliedSystems planets. And without fail, as soon as a sub-light transport smaller than a vast ore freighter decelerated for orbit, he was sweaty and shaking, huddled beside the nearest receptacle.
His own specialty of deep psych-hypnosis didn’t work any better than transdermal herb infusions from Beta Handsos. He’d even entered orbit submerged in a buoyant vat of Jemushian violet nectar. He had to admit that he smelled wonderful after that, but he still felt awful.
For a man with a body so ill-suited for interstellar travel, Luis often wondered how he’d stumbled into a career demanding just that. He’d never quite given up hope that hibernation technology, and safety regulations,
