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Girls in Space is a chronological tale of three women and their adventures in the dawn of space travel. On crude but powerful ships they venture out into space to risk it all for a chance at being the first to get into the wealth of of our slice of the galactic pie. First there is Shaniqua who is rescued from a wreck as an infant only to find at age five she is an heiress to all her parents ship carried. Wealthy beyond her dreams. Second there is Piglet whose mining colony has been sabotaged and now must exit With the help of the ship and crew that is Candide always looking for the best of all possible worlds. She joins the crew and her adventures begin there. Last There is Nikita Bowman whose Freewheeling Cowboy ways and Admiral father put her in places none would dare to tread. She is first officer of Candide and she loves to look after Piglets Miners. Three women. Three adventures.

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Publié par	AuthorHouse
Date de parution	11 avril 2023
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9798823003674
Langue	English

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GIRLS IN SPACE

HEAR NO EVIL SEE NO EVIL SPEAK NO EVIL

WILLIAM DOUGLAS

AuthorHouse™
1663 Liberty Drive
Bloomington, IN 47403
www.authorhouse.com
Phone: 833-262-8899

© 2023 William Douglas. All rights reserved.

No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

Published by AuthorHouse 03/15/2023

ISBN: 979-8-8230-0368-1 (sc)
ISBN: 979-8-8230-0367-4 (e)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2023905347

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CONTENTS
Girls In Space
Shaniqua And Leon
One
Two
Black Hole Drive
Preface
Book One: Thor 47
Section One: Thor 47
Section Two: Piglet’s Pride
Section Three – Back Against The Wall
Book Two: Black Hole Drive
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
“Return Of The Dark Star”
“The Game Preserve”
The Game Preserve – II
Black Hole Drive: Part II

GIRLS IN SPACE

“When we found you, you were a one-month-old baby, strapped to the inside of a ‘one-person’ spacesuit. The collision took out all the inhabitants of the ship. You were a space orphan so they brought you here.”
“Do you know who my parents were?” the little girl asked.
“No, but your spacesuit was an armored Omicron Twenty model. It was valued at two hundred seventy thousand credits in value. It was sold to pay for your stay here at Vega Station. People came out of the woodwork to claim you when they found out you were the heir to a fortune, but we investigated them all, and all turned out to be frauds.”
“What should I do, Mrs. Jefferson?” the girl asked, with her braided hair and dark skin contrasting her bright-blue eyes.
“Well, Shaniqua, you’re going to get an education. You have another fifteen years to live until you can claim your inheritance. That means a decade and a half until you can do anything foolish like sign onto a prospector’s ship or a crew of mercenaries. You have money; you don’t have to do anything risky or foolish. You were found crying, with a full diaper, strapped to the inside of that adult suit.” She paused for a moment, visibly shaken.
“We here at the Vega Center Children’s Home will become the regents for your parents’ estate. The crashed ship they were piloting had both a wealthy cargo and an expensive hull, drive, and controls. The reason we are talking about this is one of the salvage vessels seems to have located the ship’s computer log. We should know who you are soon. The drive seems to have had minimum damage. It should be worth seventy million credits. The computer should bring in another ten million credits. That means you are now the richest little girl at the Center. As sole survivor you get first choice on what to do with the salvage. I am your regent apparent. The computer files on the computer log I have ordered duplicated. From there we should be able to see who your parents were, or could be, if anyone disembarked prior to the ship being wrecked. You are classed as a ward of the Center until your sixteenth birthday. We can only estimate that until we do a DNA search using your ship’s computer.”
She continued. “We are placing your spacesuit’s sale and its funds into a trust fund for you. We purposely avoided telling you of any of this until now. You will be schooled in Galactic English and Pacioli Accounting. You will need to learn how to count your pennies and make wise decisions.”

Shaniqua went outside to the playground. She found her friend Leon and began playing hopscotch with him. When they stopped he said, “So what did Mrs. Jefferson want with you? You haven’t been bad enough to earn her wrath.”
She looked at him. He was taller and wore short pants. A sort of ritual what remained of his family put him through. It was late summer on Vega Six. He had been born on Deneb Twelve and so this cooler planet was a treat for him. Deneb Twelve was mostly desert. Tea in the Sahara was not as much fun as skiing on Vega Six.
“I am an heiress. They might have my parents’ names from the wreck where they found me.”
“That was six years ago,” he said. “Are you sure you want to know?”
“Oh, I want to know. They just scare me. Mrs. Jefferson is one of the more mild ones. Apparently there are a lot of people who want to be my friend. I am rich. As the last survivor of the ship my parents were on, I am heir to all the salvage value of all of the wreckage and uninsured cargo.”
“So you’re rich. What’s so bad about that?”
“Bad people will want me. For all the wrong reasons.”
“That’s a bit odd. Nobody wants me. I am an average spacers’ orphan. All I have ever known is the Center.” He was visibly fumbling for words. “So what do you do?”
“Well, the first thing I want to do is find out who my parents were and what my name was back then,” she said.

Dr. Polowski looked at Mrs. Jefferson and said, “Do you think she’s ready for this? I mean, her father was a genius-grade mathematician and serving as navigator. Her mother was a cargomaster. A bit of royalty getting randy with the hired help. Her mother was mixed-race Chinese and Irish. She got those eyes from the Irish side.” He coughed and cleared his throat. “You know Dublin had its start as a Viking colony,” he said.
She replied, “Well, as far as I can tell those eyes are the only thing white about her. She will need a regency until her sixteenth birthday. She belongs to the Center. We are to meet her needs. We are to provide the security guards for her and her millions. She will soon have those eighty million credits. Her name was Aiesha Patricia Taylor. Her father was African royalty on his mother’s side.”
“That implies that Mr. Taylor and his cargomaster mate knew things were dire. Has there been any analysis of the wreckage to find out how it crashed?” he inquired.
She said, “We have found several Morgoth ripper torpedoes. They are cruise missiles designed to rip open the hull of a ship traveling at hyper lightspeed.”
“Morgoth attack, eh? But that could be faked. Morgoth sell torpedoes for two thousand apiece. And they have been at peace for over two decades,” he replied.
“All in all, it meant that Mr. Taylor and the cargomaster had time to put this cherub into a suit before the pressure hull was breached. Then give Ms. Taylor, the smaller, three days to breathe in the results of a full diaper. I would say she could have lived three days to ten, tops. The Omicron is a rebreather. It recycles and cleans the air. That and a gallon jug of liquid rations and she is messy and alive for ten days. With a baby it could have lasted until hunger and thirst made for an upset child. She’s a very lucky girl: to have one’s parents die so suddenly, and then survive so wealthy.”

The Center was an administrative orphanage used to teach abandoned children how to survive in a brave new world.
Shaniqua was six years old and just learning how to spell and sound out words. She had no idea the storm clouds were swirling about her.
The drive maker, GE Kuznetsov, had placed a claim on the ship’s drive on the grounds it was the last physical evidence of a possible malfunction of their technology. That claim would be dismissed as two pieces of evidence said the drive was not at fault.
Morgoth ripper torpedoes had been found in the wreck. Signs of beam weapons were also found. An outer hull panel was found with high-energy beam weapon scars on it. That implied the ripper torpedoes were a decoy.
The cargo had been simple gold; 27-ton cubes, 132 of them, had been the cargo. All but five of the cubes were gone. That spoke to the crash as being a deliberate case of 24 th -century-space highway robbery.
As sole survivor Shaniqua had inherited the captain’s share and the pilot’s share (her father being pilot/navigator). She inherited the crew’s share. Drives went to sole survivors or parties of survivors. The ship’s computer also went to the sole survivor.
Shaniqua also had some relatives. They filed claims too. Most were filed on the basis of Shaniqua needing to be with her family. They had made no claims until it was reported that Shaniqua was heir to 84 million credits. They circled the Center like sharks waiting for a sacrifice to be made.
In her own way Mrs. Jefferson became a sort of surrogate parent. She saw to Shaniqua going to school. She saw to Shaniqua getting Asian martial arts training. She saw to Shaniqua learning about the stock market. They even played a game called “paper trading” where Shaniqua could make imaginary purchases of stocks and see them grow in value. It was imaginary and done to teach but Shaniqua learned well.
That was life for Shaniqua until the age of 13. She and Leon ate pizza and Chinese food