The chaos was instant and all-consuming as the alarm blared through Mason City, Mason Stanley’s private domain. A cool, disembodied female voice cut through the din, systematically announcing the presence of intruders. Spacedawg Pauly and Maelstrom, the formidable pair from the Mandoleer’s Folly, exchanged quick glances, assessing their rapidly deteriorating situation. “There,” Spacedawg pointed towards…
In the dim light of the Mandoleer’s Folly command center, Spacedawg Pauly initiated a secure comm link with Commander Celine Ebner at the Lair. His face, usually calm and collected, was drawn with concern. “Celine, we’ve got a situation,” Spacedawg began, his voice low. “We’ve traced Mason Stanley to his private moon in the Banff…
In the cold, sterile interrogation room at the local RCSC base, Captain Murphy shifted uneasily in his chair, a bead of sweat trickling down his temple despite the room’s chill. Across from him, Spacedawg Pauly and Ed Alvis listened intently, recording devices silently capturing every word. Murphy cleared his throat, the gravity of his confession…
