With a body in the river and a series of spacesuit failures, Nathan Spring is unconvinced by the machine's verdict of accidental death. And instinct is telling him to pursue it even if it means laying his own life on the line.

""Lee Jones has been dealt with. You are next."" Somewhere out there is a killer. Can Nathan Spring, recently appointed head of the International Space Police Force, pre-empt his deadly messenger?

There has been an explosion at the chemical plant, disaster in the Channel Tunnel and now there's a terrorist threat. The only clue is a couple of lines of obscure poetry. Can Spring and Theroux unravel the secret in time?

Microbiologist Harvey Goodman has disappeared. It seems that the American space station RONALD REAGAN holds the answer, but pool-playing Commander Griffin is proving less than helpful. Diving deeper into a web of international double-dealing, Nathan smells a rat.

Exactly what happened to make a nuclear waste dumper launch abort? Is the Mafia alive and kicking in 2027? Will Nathan manage to survive being charged with murder?

'Knowledge is light.' 'Ignorance is darkness.' Science must succeed. Nathan knows that. But when it means the loss of innocent lives, the Star Cops swing into action.

When a mystery kidnapper steals three frozen embryos from Moonbase, the crime seems motiveless. Then their mother turns out to be the wife of an infamous arms dealer with a list of henchmen and enemies a mile long. With the ransom deadline approaching, Nathan is finding out what it's really like to race against time to save lives.

The stress of deep space seems to be taking its toll at last with the onset of more and more maintenance errors. The trouble is, they've co-incided with the arrival of the safety controller and a visiting psychiatrist! As the chaos escalates, the safety of the entire moonbase is at stake.

Can a martian really have been unearthed at last? With a freighter carrying the new discovery bound for Moonbase, it certainly seems that way. Suddenly the Star Cops find themselves caught up in a race for the scoop of the millennium. But the cost is high, and the body count is rising...