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The Jupiter Weapon
The Jupiter Weapon
The Jupiter Weapon
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He was a living weapon of destruction--immeasurably powerful, utterly invulnerable. There was only one question: Was he human?
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Release dateFeb 13, 2015
ISBN9781633559073
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    The Jupiter Weapon - Charles Louis Fontenay

    THE JUPITER WEAPON

    By CHARLES L. FONTENAY

    Start Publishing LLC

    Copyright © 2012 by Start Publishing LLC

    All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book or portions thereof in any form whatsoever.

    First Start Publishing eBook edition October 2012

    Start Publishing is a registered trademark of Start Publishing LLC

    Manufactured in the United States of America

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    ISBN 978-1-63355-907-3

    He was a living weapon of destruction--immeasurably powerful, utterly invulnerable. There was only one question: Was he human?

    Trella feared she was in for trouble even before Motwick's head dropped forward on his arms in a drunken stupor. The two evil-looking men at the table nearby had been watching her surreptitiously, and now they shifted restlessly in their chairs.

    Trella had not wanted to come to the Golden Satellite. It was a squalid saloon in the rougher section of Jupiter's View, the terrestrial dome-colony on Ganymede. Motwick, already drunk, had insisted.

    A woman could not possibly make her way through these streets alone to the better section of town, especially one clad in a silvery evening dress. Her only hope was that this place had a telephone. Perhaps she could call one of Motwick's friends; she had no one on Ganymede she could call a real friend herself.

    Tentatively, she pushed her chair back from the

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