To true Klingon warriors, no occasion is more sacred than the Day of Honor, when they pay homage to all that makes them Klingon. But honor demands its price.... Worf finds his honor tested when he goes undercover to infiltrate a planetary criminal network. How can he root out the corruption on Sindikash without resorting to deceit and treachery himself? Worf's dilemma is shared by his son Alexander, who searches for the true meaning of honor in his own human heritage. Along with his son, Worf must confront deadly danger -- and the inner struggles of his Klingon soul.
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Pocket Books/Star Trek
March 01, 2002
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Excerpt from Ancient Blood by Diane Carey
The midshipman's voice trickled off as he paused, deeply disturbed by what he saw out on the water. "interrupt holoprogram, code Riker Zero One. " Around Picard and Alexander, the old-style holoprogram slowed to a crawl, but this time, due to its partial incompatibility with the modern holosystem, didn't entirely freeze. A cannon puff from out on the water groaned toward the Justina, its flash of fire and violence slowed to a long bright yellow slash, and there it seemed to stay. To their right, the door to the holodeck appeared, opened, and William Riker strode through. "Sorry to interrupt, Captain." "Mr. Riker," Picard sighed heavily, shaking himself back to his other world. "Are you dead yet " "Yes, sir, I'm dead. Everything went as you planned. The patroller trick was a good one, sir." "Thank you. Alexander, why don't you go get lunch while I speak to Mr. Riker." Alexander glanced furtively out at the ship and the battle, clicking along very, very slowly,then shrugged and nodded. He started to leave, but hesitated one last moment to gaze fondly at the paused form of Alexander Leonfeld, the man whose name he carried. The boy seemed unwilling to leave his new hero in such a state. Only the silent eyes of Picard and Riker eventually drove him off the holodeck and on toward lunch. After he was gone, Riker looked around at the nearly still men from the past and said, "Heck of a lesson plan, sir." "Yes, I'm rather enjoying myself, more than I expected to. But you can see this technology isn't completely compatible with ours. It's still moving along. The computer can't completely stop it unless I authorize a complete shutdown. Interesting" "Yes, it is." Riker peered out over the slowly flickering waters at the stranded frigate. "Lose your ship " "Not mine," Picard said peevishly. "Well What's going on " "Oh, sorry. Worf destroyed the drone ship with his usual panache." Riker offered a canny grin. "The freighter had to turn back to Sindikash, so I assume that happened because Worf successfully sabotaged it and kept that shipment from reaching Romulan space. The Rogues didn't make a very good showing for themselves. They're supposed to throw themselves on their swords for Odette Khanty, and they didn't. I guess she wasn't worth dying for." "So she failed to frame the lieutenant governor." "Right. And Worf made it look as if they almost got caught, so now she's not very happy with her Rogue force. That can work in our favor." "Yes. It'll make her desperate," Picard observed. He looked out at the Justina, a template for desperation. Riker nodded. "And now Worf's a hero in Khanty's eyes, because he kept the freighter and the Rogues from being arrested. If she had any doubts about him, she won't anymore." "Perfect. Very good -- very good. What was in that shipment, Mr. Riker " Riker retired an itch on one ear and said, "We aren't sure, sir. Tainted seed, bogus pharmaceuticals, chemical adulterants -- Odette Khanty's done 'em all. Things would've looked bad for the lieutenant governor, to be attached to a cargo like that. Even Worf couldn't find out what was in that ship, but whatever it was, I'll bet we're glad it didn't get through." Picard nodded and peered out over the barely frozen bay and said, "Poor luck often forces men to fail at their missions. I'm glad to hear Mr. Worf is having better fortunes. Has Mr. Worf been able to maneuver Mr. Grant into an inside position " "I don't think so. Worf's last communication came through several relays, but he indicated that he is gaining the trust of Mrs. Khanty. He'll find a way to get Grant inside. Even if the Rogues don't particularly like him, they certainly trust him now.