Freelance On The Galactic Tunnel Network

me back,” Larry said, rising from the table. “I’ll keep the council posted about my progress with CoSHC, John, but you’re probably the only one who will read it.”
“And I’ve learned so much from you in just a few days,” Georgia said to Ellen. “Anytime you need another pair of feet on a story, tell Roland you want me.”
“Will do,” Ellen said, and got up to exchange a brief hug. “Take care of yourselves.”
John began breaking down the campsite as soon as Larry and Ellen were on their way. “Nice young couple,” he commented. “We’ll give Semmi until three-fifteen, and if she doesn’t show—”
“We’ll wait until she does,” Ellen interrupted. “We don’t need an angry gryphon chasing us around the tunnel network. Speaking of which, do I get added to your ship controller, or are you and Semmi going to treat me like a second-class citizen?”
“I can’t speak for the gryphon, but when it comes to adding you to the controller, it’s not going to happen.”
Ellen’s face fell, but she affected a light tone and said, “Letting the beetle doctor rejigger my intestines so I can’t drink any more wasn’t enough for you?”
“I can’t add you to the controller because I never took you off.”
“I forgot what a jerk you can be,” she said, slipping an arm around his waist and fisting him in the ribs.
“Welcome home.”

Freelance on the Galactic Tunnel Network could have been the eighteenth book of my EarthCent Ambassador series, but I decided to spin it off since it doesn’t include the EarthCent ambassador. I wrote this book so that it doesn’t contain too many spoilers about Union Station, and readers who haven’t read that series can start with the discounted three-book bundle, Union Station 1, 2, 3.
If you like science fiction without wars, you should also enjoy my EarthCent Universe series, which starts with Independent Living, and the stand-alone AI Diaries trilogy, which starts on present day Earth with Turing Test. You can sign up for e-mail notification of my new releases on the IfItBreaks.com website or find me on Facebook.
About the Author
E. M. Foner lives in Northampton, MA with an imaginary German Shepherd who’s been trained to bite central bankers. The author welcomes reader comments at [email protected].