Deepsix
(EOS, 2001)
Sequel to The Engines of God
Maleiva III was a living world. It was passing through an ice age, but it was old and evolution had provided its predators with staying power and fearsome weapons. An early expedition, led by Randall Nightingale, was decimated, with Nightingale taking the blame.
Nineteen years later, a gas giant, Morgan's World, has penetrated the system and is about to absorb Maleiva III, now nicknamed Deepsix. Shortly before the end, a research vessel, on hand to watch the collision, spots ruins in the ice. The ship has no lander, and a quick call for help brings Priscilla Hutchins and a few people she is ferrying to Earth.
Hutch's instructions: You have one week. Go down, take a look, find out what you can, and stay out of trouble. Take no chances. A second vessel also arrives, and sends a second lander down. But a quake destroys both vehicles. With no other ships nearby, the ground party seems to have no chance to get clear.
Chindi
(Ace, 2002)
Sequel to The Engines of God
Radio signals emanating from stealth satellites orbiting a neutron star lead to a search for the source. The effort appears hopeless, but a group of wealthy enthusiasts, with their own ship, hire Priscilla Hutchins to take them out to have a look.
The trail is both strange and lethal. Ultimately they encounter the chindi, a ship roughly the size of Chicago. And what appears to be an alien refuge in perhaps the loveliest spot in the Orion Arm.
But the chindi is dangerous, and ultimately Hutch finds herself in a desperate pursuit to rescue a friend before time runs out.
Omega
(Ace, November 2003)
Conclusion to the four-book cycle that began with The Engines of God.
Thirty years after the discovery of the first omega cloud, another one is observed changing course. That can only be bad news: it has spotted right angles somewhere. The mark of sentient creatures. And it is on its way to unleash the lightning.
The target is a small civilization with a technology level similar to that in the Meditteranean during the early Roman years. Now director of operations, Hutch dispatches ships and people with instructions to save the locals, but not to let the human presence be detected. Meantime, researchers at home try to solve a basic riddle: What precisely are the omega clouds? An ancient weapon that someone forgot to turn off? An urban reclamation project that went wild? Or something else entirely? Hutch begins to suspect that the answer can be found in a Georgetown art gallery.
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