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Star Trek: New Frontier

Author: Peter David

Peter David's unforgettable novels of Captain Mackenzie Calhoun and the crew of the Starship Excalibur
remain one of Star Trek's most popular book series among fans. Now, David continues the thrilling new
direction for the New Frontier universe begun in After the Fall with a novel that will shock and delight
longtime and brand-new readers of this acclaimed series.Star Trek New Frontier®Following the dramatic
events of After the Fall, Captain Mackenzie Calhoun and the crew of the U.S.S. Excalibur find themselves
catapulted headlong into another universe, far from the New Thallonian Protectorate and Sector 221-G...a
place where an ancient war rages between two powerful alien races. But Calhoun has no intention of
staying here for very long and, adopting the time-honored philosophy of "the enemy of my enemy is my
friend," takes it upon himself to somehow (and by any means necessary) persuade one side or the other
to help him and his crew get back home.Meanwhile, the shadow of war has fallen over the New Thallonian
Protectorate, and an embattled Si Cwan faces growing treachery as he attempts to maintain his tenuous
hold on power. With Starfleet and the Federation declaring Sector 221-G temporarily off-limits, Admiral
Elizabeth Shelby and Captain Kat Mueller decide to take matters into their own hands, ignoring orders by
trying to find some way of getting to the Excalibur, presuming there is any Excalibur to get to. But they
never count on the most unexpected of allies -- an old friend whose shifting loyalties are about to be put
to the ultimate test even as a growing cataclysm looms....

The Spectrei.Commander Soleta, late of the Federation, dedicated agent in the service of the Romulan
Praetor, sat in her quarters aboard her stealth vessel and thoughtfully studied the data chip that she held
delicately between her fingers."I wonder who died for it?" she said aloud.She knew that someone had.
Xyon, the cheery spacegoing pirate who had obtained it for them, had as much as said he'd had to kill
someone to obtain it. She wondered who it might have been. She wasn't concerned about the morality of
it. She had been given a specific assignment: to get information on the new weapon the Orions were
developing. She, in turn, had made use of Xyon's unique talents, and he had gotten the job done. So here
it was in her hand, and Xyon had needed to get it over someone's dead body.Had it been an innocent?
Had it been someone of no real consequence? Was it, perhaps, an Orion spy who had tried to get in
Xyon's way? And what of that spy? Knowing Xyon, he had probably left no traces of the body, or bodies,
so it would remain a permanent mystery.Weapons systems. Sometimes she felt as if the universe was a
massive chess game being played, where one side would come up with a weapon that another would put
into check, and the other side would simply develop a new weapon to overcome the previous one. And so
on and so on, greater and greater weapons, more and more impressive means of annihilating races,
planets, star systems. She had to wonder if someday, someone would develop a weapon so powerful that
there would be no such thing as a "check" for it. Instead it would be check, mate, and game over."Who
died," she said again, staring at the chip, continuing to turn it over in her hand, "to try and keep this
information from us? So that we can use it, build the weaponry ourselves, or figure out how to thwart
whatever it is the Orions make . . . until, of course, they overcome us in turn. Perhaps . . ." She set it
down carefully upon her desk. "Perhaps we should try and cease the endless cycle for once."A small
model of a Borg cube sat upon her desk, a gift once given her by Elizabeth Shelby -- something of a Borg
expert -- and her only possession from her previous "life." She picked it up, hefted it. It had satisfactory
weight to it. She brought it up and held it over the chip. It would take such little effort to bring it smashing
down upon the chip, crunching it into uselessness. Then the nameless Orion, who perished in an attempt
to keep a secret, would not have done so in vain.Her hand did not tremble in the slightest, not betraying
in the least the indecision within her. Then, very slowly and carefully, so as not to risk damaging the chip,
she lowered the Borg-ship model and placed it gently next to it.A useless impulse left over from a time
when I had a conscience.There was a buzz at her door. She called out, "Come."Her tribune -- the
Romulan equivalent of a first officer in Starfleet -- stood in the doorway. His name was Lucius and for as
long as he had served under her, Soleta hadn't the faintest idea where he stood in terms of his loyalty to
her. He maintained a resolute poker face in all dealings with her, remaining always stiff and formal. He
never appeared to relax or let down his guard with her. Then again, as near as she could determine, he
never let down his guard with anyone. It was possible she was overanalyzing, or perhaps even
underestimating the wisdom of keeping one's guard up at all times.Lucius...
Author Bio
Peter David
Peter David is the New York Times bestselling author of numerous Star Trek novels, including the
incredibly popular New Frontier series. In addition, he has also written dozens of other books, including
his acclaimed original novel, Sir Apropos of Nothing, and its sequel, The Woad to Wuin.David is also well
known for his comic book work, particularly his award-winning run on The Incredible Hulk. He recently
authored the novelizations of both the Spider-Man and Hulk motion pictures.He lives in New York.

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