Dangerous assignments come in pairs when Captain Picard and his crew are confronted with two desperate missions on two different worlds.
On the planet Buran, newly linked to the Fedration, a mysterious disease devastates the population-and turns them against the visitors from the U.S.S. Enterprise. Meanwhile, on nearby lomides, a renegade Federation observer has disappeared, intent on violating the Prime Directive by preventing a tragic political assassination.
While Dr. Crusher struggles to find a cure for the plague ravaging Buran, Commander Will RIker leads an Away Team to lomides. Their forces divided, Picard and his crew find themselves the only hope of two worlds.
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Pocket Books/Star Trek
December 01, 1996
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Excerpt from The Death of Princes by John Peel
"There is an incoming transmission for you from Starfleet Command," came the gravelly tones of Worf. "It is marked as most urgent."
Picard straightened up in his chair. "Put it through to me here, please, Mr. Worf." "Aye, sir."
A second later, the communicator panel on his desk lit up with the Starfleet logo blinking to show a transmission was being received. Then Admiral Halsey's face blinked into existence. She looked tired and more than slightly irritated-pretty much how she always looked, whether she was declaring disasters or handing out commendations. "Captain," she said, nodding slightly. "I trust your crew would not be averse to fresh orders at this moment?"
Picard suppressed a smile. They had been mapping protostars for eight days, and most of the crew was bored of the constant views of ssv clouds.
Worf, for example, had been holding practice drills for his security team and demanding a five-percent increase in reaction times. He was driven by a frustration that most of the crew probably shared. "Well, Admiral," he answered carefully, "I suspect that stellar cartography would be the only department aboard that wouldn't exactly bless your name."
"It's always hard to keep them happy," Halsey answered, with no trace of humor in her tone. "And they won't like this either, I'm afraid. The Enterprise is ordered diverted immediately to the Buran System, Captain. Coordinates are being relayed as we speak. You are to head there at maximum warp and prepare to render all medical assistance possible."
Picard raised his eyebrows. "May I ask what, precisely, we will be heading into?"
"A plague, Captain." Halsey sighed, and ran a hand through her short, graying hair.
"The Buran are suffering terribly from a highly virulent plague that is apparently one hundred percent lethal to anyone infected. The death tolls are staggering, and Starfleet has promised all possible assistance in this situation."
"Of course." Picard nodded slowly. "I'll have my medical staff begin work, and head for Buran immediately."
"There's one more thing, Jean-Luc."
He narrowed his eyes and stared at the admiral's image. There was always "one more thing." "Yes?" he prompted.
"I don't know if you know much about the Burani," she replied, and waited for an answer.
Thinking hard, Picard shrugged. "They're a relatively new race to have joined the Federation, I believe," he answered. "Within the last two years, if I recall correctly. Nothing more than that, I'm afraid."
"You've hit on the salient point," Halsey informed him. "They were inducted eighteen standard months ago. An Andorian trader recently stopped at their world, and the plague began immediately after this visit. The Burani vote to join the Federation was almost evenly split, Captain, and there seem to be a lot of them who feel that it was a bad move.
Some of the more vocal opponents of Federation membership are claiming that the plague came from the Andorians, and they're screaming for Buran to pull out of the Federation."