If your entry-phone buzzer wakes you in the middle of the night, would you answer it? If whoever is outside will not go away would you eventually have to find out who is out there? If the person outside is your ex-girlfriend, and you know it's very cold, pouring with rain and blowing half a gale off the sea, would you let her into your apartment? If your ex-girlfriend is an addict, as crazy as a sack full of feral cats, would you let her into your place? Even though you know she's nothing but trouble, would you open the door? In a moment of weakness Jack Collier makes Gemma welcome to his...

What if you could bring back a human being from the dead? What if you could restore the body, memories, id, ego, superego, and just perhaps the soul? Would you do it? How would you do it? More importantly, why would you want to do it? Why would anyone be prepared to spend one-thousand days completely and utterly alone, millions of miles from the Earth? Love, money, or revenge? Some say there is an alien battleship, hiding in deep stealth mode, far out in the black isolation of the asteroid belt. What if you knew that wasn't quite true? This is the story of the exploration of the solar system...

Jack Collier thought he could have a quiet life. He thought he could do what he wanted without worrying about anyone else. He was wrong. This chapter of his personal Hell started when an erogenous, cross addicted waif rang his door-bell. He made the mistake of allowing her into his apartment. Jack Collier made the even bigger mistake of allowing Gemma to stay with him. After that things went downhill fast.