Anyway, Mark has just finished the second novel in his trilogy which has been doing well on Amazon etc. Here is what he has to say about it:
Selena Dillon and her team return to Loreen after their attack on Mantis, only to find the myriad worlds of Mankind once again plunged into war. As the Penal Regiments are betrayed by the Federation of Man, and fighting spills throughout the galaxy, the dreaded Manta raise their heads once again.
Selena soon finds herself trying to track down her friends’ daughter, Hope, from the rabbit holes of Loreen and then fights to free her home planet from alien invaders.
While a general amnesty means previous sins are forgiven, the Queen has not forgotten Selena’s attempt on her life. Selena soon finds herself torn between obeying orders to protect the monarch, and her ravening thirst for revenge. But strange forces are stirring amidst the stars and Mankind finds itself with surprising new allies, while a terrifying enemy that’s manipulated events from behind the scenes finally reveals itself for the very first time.
Braxis came to a halt besides her. “Holy shit!” he gasped, staring in disbelief at the scenery.
“Been studying poetry, have we?” Singh asked the barrel-chested trooper.
“How can we walk down a tunnel and end up in a different world?” Braxis asked. “It doesn’t make sense.”
“There are a lot of things here that don’t make sense,” Selena replied, walking into the clearing towards the base camp, while checking her weapon.
Like the Citadel back on Loreen, the camp in front of them increased in size and now clearly housed several hundred people, yet the tent-city pitched in the forest clearing had an ordered look about it. Skimmers zipped back and forth between the thick tree trunks, carrying stores and scores of uniformed and plain-clothed people on myriad tasks. The sheer hustle and bustle of it all spoke of the enormous resources being committed and used here in an attempt to discover more about the ForeRunners and Eden itself.
A soldier clad in black combats approached them and saluted Selena. He looked older than the average trooper. “Captain Dillon?” he asked.
“Can you come with me please, Ma’am? I have transport waiting.”
The man quickly led them to a skimmer and, once they were aboard, the craft rose swiftly to several hundred feet and then tilted, before swooping to one side and shooting forward. The small stubby craft accelerated rapidly, until the forest below became a blur. In no time at all it was slowing again and they stopped in mid-air, turned and settled on the ground between huge trees towering far overhead. Braxis’s mouth fell open at the sight of the hundreds of tunnels coming out of those massive trunks.
“Ye Gods,” he gasped. “You’re not going to tell me each of those leads to another world? That’s amazing…what are those things?” He pointed towards the hundreds of shiny, knee-high silver machines marching back and forth from the tunnels on six thin legs that bent without seeming to have joints. On their backs they wore woven-grass baskets, which were filled with fruit and a multitude of other produce when they went into the tunnels. When they came back out again they were empty.
“We call them the Caretakers,” Singh replied. They’re a sort of robot, collecting food and so forth, and then taking it down those tunnels to God knows where.”
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