Book Description
Dr. Caspar Nordling is developing a micro-organism that is deadly to Aliens, but not to people. He's had a lot of luck engineering selective viruses to kill rats and weevils, but this is something altogether different. Highly speculative. Highly volatile. Just like the doctor himself. In a remote sector of the galaxy, on an isolated Grant-Corp space station, the thin line between science and horror is narrowing, and Philip and Joy Strunk, two company employees, are finding themselves on the short end of the cut.

FROM OUR EDITORS

It's a good thing androids can't apply for workmen's comp, because they seem to have a way of getting mussed up pretty quick out at Grant Corporation's off-world "hive" facility. Enter husband and wife logistic techs Phil and Joy Strunk (on your typical routine synthetic-eyeball run), who discover that the facility's Big Cheese, Dr. Nordling, has come down with a case of roaming hands, greedy pockets, and space-cabin fever. Seems he's committing more than a few no-no's out there on his post, which Phil and Joy -- with the help of some hip "synthetics" -- get wind of a tad late. There's fast, furious, cringing lab-test torture of chest-bursters, and lots of "gunk"-letting! Detailed art, clever characterization, and industrial mystery (not to mention a golem-sized synthetic killing-machine named Dean) turn this book into a hoot. Wear a raincoat when you get to the end, though, because you'll be treated to an alien turkey shoot bar none!
—Edward Lee

FROM THE PUBLISHER

On what should have been a routine supply run, Philip and Joy Strunk deliver a shipment of synthetic photo receptors to Dr. Caspar Nordling, biotechnologist for Grant-Corp, and discover that the scientist is conducting sadistic experiments on an Alien chestburster. With the threat of being brought up on charges, it seems Dr. Nordling's perfect world might collapse, but the Strunks soon find there's more to Nordling's research that meets the eye.

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