En smakebit på søndag drivs växelvis av de norska bokbloggarna Flukten fra virkeligheten och Betraktninger. Varje söndag väljer vi ut en smakbit ur boken vi läser och delar med oss av det till er andra. Ett smart sätt att få veta vad andra läser och få boktips. Just nu läser jag ”Artemis” av Andy Weir.
Jazz Bashara is a criminal.
Well, sort of. Life on Artemis, the first and only city on the moon, is tough if you’re not a rich tourist or an eccentric billionaire. So smuggling in the occasional harmless bit of contraband barely counts, right? Not when you’ve got debts to pay and your job as a porter barely covers the rent.
Everything changes when Jazz sees the chance to commit the perfect crime, with a reward too lucrative to turn down. But pulling off the impossible is just the start of her problems, as she learns that she’s stepped square into a conspiracy for control of Artemis itself—and that now, her only chance at survival lies in a gambit even riskier than the first.
”This is how it’s going to go, Binh,” Rudy said. ”Whatever happens to her happens to you from now on. Got that?”
Binh wheezed on the floor.
”Got that?!” Rudy asked, louder this time.
Binh nodded fervently.
”Good.” He smiled. He turned to me. ”There’s your package, Jazz. Approximately one hundred kilograms to be delivered to Doc Roussel. Charge it to the Security Services account.”
”Got it,” I said.
That’s how justice works around here. We don’t have jails or fines. If you commit a serious crime, we exile you to Earth. For everything else, there’s Rudy.