
by Alan 57
Something is moving under the ground. Tom Collins was supposed to inherit land. Instead, he inherited a problem. The kind that doesn’t show up on surveys. The kind that doesn’t stay contained. With only a malfunctioning android and his experience as a pest controller, Tom does what he always does: He tries to deal with it. He shouldn’t have. Because some infestations don’t stop at one property. Some don’t even stop at one planet.
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