Can you succeed yourself by downloading your consciousness?
Will your family let you? Hidden micro-blasters, paper-thin blades, plasma torches, and surges in voltage come into play as the jockeying begins for the vast estate of the honorable J. Bennet Johnstone.
Is a downloaded consciousness eligible to be a citizen of the Singularity? Erasmus goes on a mission without Ankh. Will their worlds end, one without the other?
Rivka tossed into the middle of deceit and selfishness. Even seeing into their minds cannot unravel the sordid truth.
She has to spend more time with the Johnstone legacy if she's to keep the family from killing each other while the bigger question of consciousness is considered.
Will it ever be resolved? If Rivka has her way, it will be, once and for all.
Magistrate Rivka Anoa is the legal eagle you want on your side. No better friend. No worse enemy.
When the criminals come after All Guns Blazing, the Federation teeters on the brink of war.
Magistrate Rivka Anoa and her team are ordered to get to the bottom of what's plaguing businesses across the Federation.
Getting supplies and turning those into a product that can be sold is the foundation of every business. When those basics devolve, it throws the system into disarray. A new mob with a new life, sending legitimate businesses into turmoil.
Or is it?
Rivka has to get to the bottom of it and quickly. Terry Henry Walton and his werewolf wife Charumati join Wyatt Earp's crew to create a little turmoil of their own as they seek to find those responsible and put an end to . . .
. . . the crime spree.
Magistrate Rivka Anoa is the legal eagle you want on your side. No better friend. No worse enemy.
Carving a swath of terror across the Federation, one planet after another, no one knowing who's next.
A serial killer the likes of whom hasn't been seen in centuries. A pretender who has outdone the master. Fifty planets. The dead are screaming for vengeance and only Rivka and her team can hear their cries. The Singularity. The Magistrate and her crew.
How many more must die before the killer can be brought to justice?
The battle of wits has begun, and only one can survive. Win or die trying.
Rivka has to dig deeper than ever before into her investigative skills to figure out who's next and how to stop the one masquerading as . . .
Jack the Ripper.
Magistrate Rivka Anoa is the legal eagle you want on your side. No better friend. No worse enemy.
The arrogance of success. The criminality of using it to crush people under one's thumb.
A license to destroy. More than a single life, entire cultures replaced. For a few credits more. Find the crime!
Rivka can't touch him or can she? Will he allow it? In this part of space, he calls the shots.
The Federation is on the outside looking in.
From the frontier, a single business starts to take over. Not a crime family, like Nefas, but a single individual forcing people to sell their souls. Unlimited power. Like Satan has returned and demanded payment.
You'll know his name, soon enough. 'Say my name!'
Is what he's doing illegal? Rivka is going to find out. Can she stop him if it's not against the law?
A crime against all-stealing one's life blood.
It prolongs life! It gives strength and power. Such exotic luxuries come at a high price. Those who have been drained? 'Donors' but not quite volunteers. That's why they're kidnapped, never to be heard from again.
Taken from their families and removed from existence.
Who would do such a thing? Do the ones paying for this blood know where it comes from?
Which crime is greatest? The Magistrate is called in to end the nightmare, but she can't do it alone. Rivka enlists the aid of two with the most intimate knowledge.
The Magistrate heads out to dismantle the Blood Trade, going for the throat of both buyers and suppliers. The perpetrators have money and power and won't easily give them up.
Magistrate Rivka Anoa is the legal eagle you want on your side. No better friend. No worse enemy.
When the right thing goes wrong, someone has to answer.
Dismantling the Blood Trade wasn't the end, but the beginning. Everything the Magistrates do has been called into question.
Do they have probable cause? Are they respecting a suspect's right against self-incrimination? The ambassadors have questions, and they think they know the answers, but only the Magistrates know the truth.
Called before the Federation Council, the collective body for discussing matters that affect all member planets, Magistrate Rivka Anoa is put under the spotlight to answer for all she had done. Upholding the law wasn't enough. Or was it? The Ambassadors will vote.
While the High Chancellor and the Magistrates are distracted, something else is happening, something sinister that needs The Interview to drag out. Who knew what when? Maybe that doesn't matter. The better question is 'Who is doing what right now?'
Joseph and Petricia return to resolve issues that had languished for centuries. Will they find peace?
Magistrate Rivka Anoa is the legal eagle you want on your side. No better friend. No worse enemy.
The Singularity enters the Federation. Its citizens are AIs.
And no one knows how to treat them. From collaborations to master-slave, every relationship is different, when they shouldn't be. The AIs fight back, but on a level none of the other members understand.
The fight starts slowly, but when the realization of what's happening hits too close to home, more extraordinary measures are called for. What is the legal framework in which everyone can coexist peacefully? Who better to build it than Rivka and the Magistrates?
But only if they can survive.
Magistrate Rivka Anoa is the legal eagle you want on your side. No better friend. No worse enemy.
A planet in dispute. Farmers vs miners, and no one knows the full story.
The Federation sends Rivka and her team to resolve a case of settlers squatting on a remote planet when the owners finally came calling.
Not what it seems. Three generations of settlers and more. A planet that isn't as welcoming as it appears. Crops coming ripe. Miners ready to dig. Tempers flare as the sides face off.
Until the Magistrate gets in the middle of it with all the firepower at her command-the law, a calm voice, and a good railgun.
Magistrate Rivka Anoa is the legal eagle you want on your side. No better friend. No worse enemy.
Lies & deceit leading to a domino of crimes.
The Trans-Pacific Task Force is getting ready to deploy but they don't have what they need. Someone's been skimming. A contract won through mistruths. Incomplete payments limiting the army's readiness.
Colonel Marcie Walton is angry and calling anyone who will answer.
Magistrate Rivka Anoa is on the job and thrown into the middle of two shooting wars.
Which way is up? Chaz and Dennicron explore a wider galaxy while Ankh and Floyd get some prime time. Rivka drops the gavel and delivers the judgments.
Magistrate Rivka Anoa is the legal eagle you want on your side. No better friend. No worse enemy.
Two races. One war. Perpetual hatred. And the Magistrate crash lands right in the middle of it.
Rivka and her crew take a much-deserved vacation, but find themselves on a jungle planet, cut off from the rest of the galaxy. Part by design, but mostly not. Isn't that what a good vacation is supposed to be, disconnected from the rigors of everyday life? Until no one can hear your calls for help.
The team has to resolve Yindle and Yangor's dispute before they can find a way home. A vacation turned into a case morphed into a fight for survival.
The crew meets new challenges head on because they have no choice. Rivka's time off isn't what anyone expected, not even the Magistrate. In Red's immortal words, 'Your vacations suck.'
Magistrate Rivka Anoa is the legal eagle you want on your side. No better friend. No worse enemy.
Why would anyone steal art? Who can you sell it to?
The High Chancellor puts Rivka on the trail of serial art thieves. Dismantle the ring. Recover the art. Put the thieves behind bars, thieves who stay one step ahead.
Insiders? Or maybe outsiders with inside knowledge? No suspects. No clues. Rivka has to use all the resources at her command-her gift, her people, her ship, and tools that no one else has access to. Rivka has to chase the criminals across the galaxy to exotic planets with their own challenges when it comes to solving the crime. The big question is can Rivka find the criminals before they disappear forever? It's not rocket science. It's a whole new challenge; it's the art of smuggling.
Magistrate Rivka Anoa is the legal eagle you want on your side. No better friend. No worse enemy.
Safety takes a back seat to profit. Until it crosses the line.
Shipyard deaths. Labor complaints. Fear. Intimidation. Rivka gets called in to sort things out, investigate the safety issues, mediate the dispute.
What she finds isn't a negotiation at all. She puts on her Magistrate hat and gets to work sorting out crimes made to look like accidents. Her biggest challenge is finding out who is honest.
Rivka ends up in a court of law, prosecutor and defender, fighting both sides of a new and intricate legal question. When fists and firepower have to give way to intellect and reason, Rivka and her team must rise to the challenge.
Magistrate Rivka Anoa is the legal eagle you want on your side. No better friend. No worse enemy.
