Release date: April 1, 2018
Subgenre: Steampunk mystery
About Murder on the Titania and Other Steam-Powered Adventures:
Captain Marta Ramos, the most notorious pirate in the Duchy of Denver,
has her hands full between fascinating murder mysteries, the delectable
and devious Delilah Nimowitz, Colonel Geoffrey Douglas (the Duke of
Denver’s new head of security), a spot of airship engineering and her
usual activities: piracy, banditry and burglary. Not to mention the
horror of high society tea parties. In contrast, Simms, her second in
command, longs only for a quiet life, filled with tasty sausages and
fewer explosions. Or does he? Join Captain Ramos, Simms and their crew
as they negotiate the perils of air, land and drawing room in a series
of fast-paced adventures in a North America that never was.
Murder on the Titania and Other Steam-Powered Adventures includes 4 novellas and a short story about piracy, banditry, burglary, jail-breaking, several brilliant bits of detective work and all manner of otherwise lawless hijinks performed by the valiant Captain Ramos and her crew.
Murder on the Titania: Colonel Geoffrey Douglas, the Duke of Denver’s new head of security, is drawn into a high society murder mystery on the Airship Titania. None of the passengers are quite what they seem, including the mysterious young woman who always turns up where she is least expected.
The Curious Case of Clementine Nimowitz (and Her Exceedingly Tiny Dog):
A simple burglary goes horribly awry when Captain Ramos and Simms stumble across a dead body, a small dog and the deceased’s heirs, the noisome Morris and the rather too interesting Delilah.
The Jade Tiger: a mysterious woman enlists Captain Ramos’s aid in getting her revenge on her former employer and Captain Ramos finds herself doing an unintentional good deed.
The Ugly Tin Orrery: Captain Ramos and her crew embark on what appears to be a perfectly ordinary train robbery, only to be drawn into the Duke of Denver’s political machinations via a strange metal artifact. Throw in a spot of jail breaking and an encounter with the lovely Delilah, and it’s all in a day’s work for Captain Ramos and Simms.
The Flying Turk: The Airship Titania is entering a new era and welcoming its first automaton pilot. Or, perhaps not. Captain Ramos and Simms are back aboard the Titania for a heady mix of murder, robbery, peeved scientists and oblivious peers, with a spot of engineering thrown in.
Murder on the Titania and Other Steam-Powered Adventures includes 4 novellas and a short story about piracy, banditry, burglary, jail-breaking, several brilliant bits of detective work and all manner of otherwise lawless hijinks performed by the valiant Captain Ramos and her crew.
Murder on the Titania: Colonel Geoffrey Douglas, the Duke of Denver’s new head of security, is drawn into a high society murder mystery on the Airship Titania. None of the passengers are quite what they seem, including the mysterious young woman who always turns up where she is least expected.
The Curious Case of Clementine Nimowitz (and Her Exceedingly Tiny Dog):
A simple burglary goes horribly awry when Captain Ramos and Simms stumble across a dead body, a small dog and the deceased’s heirs, the noisome Morris and the rather too interesting Delilah.
The Jade Tiger: a mysterious woman enlists Captain Ramos’s aid in getting her revenge on her former employer and Captain Ramos finds herself doing an unintentional good deed.
The Ugly Tin Orrery: Captain Ramos and her crew embark on what appears to be a perfectly ordinary train robbery, only to be drawn into the Duke of Denver’s political machinations via a strange metal artifact. Throw in a spot of jail breaking and an encounter with the lovely Delilah, and it’s all in a day’s work for Captain Ramos and Simms.
The Flying Turk: The Airship Titania is entering a new era and welcoming its first automaton pilot. Or, perhaps not. Captain Ramos and Simms are back aboard the Titania for a heady mix of murder, robbery, peeved scientists and oblivious peers, with a spot of engineering thrown in.
Excerpt:
The Ugly
Tin Orrery:
The lantern wobbled faintly, caught by the low
thrum of the engine, boilers banked and waiting. The lantern was also at an odd
angle relative to the ceiling.
This was due to the
fact that the Engine, fondly called Diabola, currently sat at a severe twelve
percent grade. The commonly used tracks through the Rocky Mountains rose much
more gently; such steep grades were limited to hidden ramps cut into the side
of the mountain.
It wasn’t the most comfortable of angles for a
person to work at, let alone rest, but Marta Ramos managed it with the ease of
long practice. She watched the lantern through slitted eyes, her feet, clad in
black leather cavalry boots, propped on a weapons locker. Thanks to the
boilers, the air inside was close and heavy. She had her linen sleeves rolled
up, revealing slim brown forearms pocked with shiny pink-white scars. Her
normally wild, curly brown hair was pulled tightly into a braid that had been
coiled into a bun and secured with several pins far thicker and sharper than
those traditionally seen in a lady’s hair.
“Captain?”
“Hm?” She glanced up at the tall man framed in
the doorway, head ducked and shoulders hunched to keep from bumping the
ceiling. In silhouette his face looked strange, thanks to his carefully tended
gingery muttonchops.
Meriwether Octavian Simms—known by preference as
simply “Simms” to friend and foe alike—stepped fully through the doorway and
poked at her feet until she dropped them from the locker. “Lights sighted on
the ridge. They should be heading up the incline in about five minutes or so.”
“Excellent.” Marta stood, adjusting to the
strange tilt of the floor with ease, and pulled on her coat. Scarlet velvet,
the frock coat was both her signature and her one bit of flash. If she was to
commit acts of robbery across the Rocky Mountains, she wanted her marks to know
that they’d been seen to by a true pirate. “Do you have the new calculations
from Masterson?” She took the slip of paper he offered and read it over
quickly. Elijah Masterson had taken over the more annoying duties of engineer
from her, thankfully freeing her up for the more interesting work of the actual
raid.
“Don’t know why you don’t just do them yourself.”
“We won’t be a one ship operation forever.” She
nodded and returned the slip. “No math errors this time. We’ll hit the rails
properly.”
“You’re certain?”
“When have I ever led you wrong?” She flashed him
a grin and popped open the weapons locker. Saber, machete, three pistols, were
briefly checked and soon all arrayed on her person.
“I seem to recall an occasion near the Duchy of
Missoula that involved jumping entirely over the rails…”
She waved a hand. “Technicality. No one had
bothered to tell me we were running seven tonnes light. I’ll not be held
responsible for that. My calculations were perfectly sound.”
“Took two years off my life and an inch off my
height.”
“The height you can afford. You’re a monstrosity.
Don’t tempt me to do it more often.” Captain Ramos was quite tall for a woman,
enough so that it made most men uncomfortable. Simms topped her by a few
inches; some found that comforting before it was made abundantly clear that he
was her lieutenant, not the other way
around.
She handed Simms his own set of weapons, snapping
her fingers at him when he tried to wave off the machete. “Required, Simms. Do
stop complaining. It doesn’t suit a man of your years.” She sincerely doubted
that any Infected would be encountered on a train, but stranger things had
happened in her lifetime. She preferred to not be surprised, all told, and
she’d found that it was always best to have a diverse array of tools, whether
for engineering a solution or fighting off a ravening horde of Infected.
“My advanced years, yes, not much more advanced
than yours.” He hung the heavy, thick blade from his belt.
“Always advancing, never in retreat.”
“Lights even with our position, sir!” the
lookout, Gregory Kinzer, called back.
“Excellent, Mister Kinzer.” Captain Ramos took up
her hat and slapped it onto her head. “Mister Cavendesh, sound the general
alarm!”
“Aye, sir!” Amelia Cavendesh caroled back from
the front of the engine. She had once confided in Marta that her original goal
had been to gain acclaim as an opera singer. While she had never been entirely clear
what had scuttled that ambition, she was still quite dedicated to the cause of
keeping her voice in training.
A moment later the lights dimmed, power rerouting
entirely to the engine itself as the generators labored, spinning up the
automated coal conveyers and bringing the boilers back to full roar. The brass
alarm bells pealed down the length of the engine, alerting the crew to secure
themselves immediately.
Simms slammed the weapons locker shut, secured
it, and hurried to the front, Marta hot on his heels. In the short hall between
aft rooms and the cab, the rest of the crew had secured themselves to walls
with leather harnesses there for that purpose. Marta and Simms slipped into the
last two open spots, hurriedly buckling themselves in place.
Amazon | B&N | Kobo | Apple iTunes | Smashwords | Indiebound
About Alex Acks:
Alex Acks is an award-winning writer, geologist, and dapper AF. Angry Robot Books has published their novels HUNGER MAKES THE WOLF (winner of the Kitschies Golden Tentacle award) and BLOOD BINDS THE PACK under the pen name Alex Wells. They’ve written scripts for Six to Start and been published in Strange Horizons, Lightspeed, Daily Science Fiction, Shimmer, and more. Alex lives in Denver with their two furry little bastards, where they twirl their mustache, watch movies, and bike
No comments:
Post a Comment