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About the Author

Andy Mangels is the USA Today bestselling author and coauthor of over a dozen novels -- including Star Trek and Roswell books -- all cowritten with Michael A. Martin. Flying solo, he is the bestselling author of several nonfiction books, including Star Wars: The Essential Guide to Characters and Animation on DVD: The Ultimate Guide, as well as a significant number of entries for The Superhero Book: The Ultimate Encyclopedia of Comic-Book Icons and Hollywood Heroes as well as for its companion volume, The Supervillain Book.

In addition to cowriting several more upcoming novels and contributing to anthologies, Andy has produced, directed, and scripted a series of sixteen half-hour DVD documentaries for BCI Eclipse, for inclusion in the He-Man and the Masters of the Universe DVD box sets.

Andy has written hundreds of articles for entertainment and lifestyle magazines and newspapers in the United States, England, and Italy. He has also written licensed material based on properties from numerous film studios and Microsoft, and his two decades of comic book work has been published by DC Comics, Marvel Comics, Dark Horse, Image, Innovation, and many others. He was the editor of the award-winning Gay Comics anthology for eight years.

Andy is a national award-winning activist in the Gay community, and has raised thousands of dollars for charities over the years. He lives in Portland, Oregon, with his long-term partner, Don Hood, their dog, Bela, and their chosen son, Paul Smalley. Visit his website at www.andymangels.com.

Michael A. Martin's solo short fiction has appeared in The Magazine of Fantasy & Science Fiction. He has also coauthored (with Andy Mangels) several Star Trek comics for Marvel and Wildstorm and numerous Star Trek novels and eBooks, including the USA Today bestseller Titan: Book One: Taking Wing; Titan: Book Two: The Red King; the Sy Fy Genre Award-winning Star Trek: Worlds of Deep Space 9 Book Two: Trill -- Unjoined; Star Trek: The Lost Era 2298 -- The Sundered; Star Trek: Deep Space 9 Mission: Gamma: Vol. Three: Cathedral; Star Trek: The Next Generation: Section 31 -- Rogue; Star Trek: Starfleet Corps of Engineers #30 and #31 ("Ishtar Rising" Books 1 and 2); stories in the Prophecy and Change, Tales of the Dominion War, and Tales from the Captain's Table anthologies; and three novels based on the Roswell television series. His most recent novels include Enterprise: The Romulan War and Star Trek Online: The Needs of the Many.

His work has also been published by Atlas Editions (in their Star Trek Universe subscription card series), Star Trek Monthly, Dreamwatch, Grolier Books, Visible Ink Press, The Oregonian, and Gareth Stevens, Inc., for whom he has penned several World Almanac Library of the States nonfiction books for young readers. He lives with his wife, Jenny, and their two sons in Portland, Oregon.

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The Good That Men Do


Day Five, Month of Tasmeen
Unroth III, Romulan space

DOCTOR EHREHIN I’RAMNAU TR’AVRAK stood before the research complex’s vast panoramic window, listening to the control center’s background wash of electronic chirps, beeps, and drones as he looked out over the remote firing site where the prototype would shortly thrum to life. For the past several days, every console in the cramped control center had shown reassuring shades of orange, with hardly a hint of the green hues that Romulans tended to associate with blood and danger. The only green the elderly scientist had seen since his arrival here more than ten of this world’s lengthy rotations ago was that of the carpet of forest that spread from the base of the gently rolling hillside beyond and below the control facility’s perimeter walls, all the way to Unroth III’s flat, eerily close horizon.

Unlike most of his research staff, Doctor Ehrehin was unwilling to keep his gaze perpetually averted from the sea of greenery that lay beyond the control room windows. But he also refused to allow the forest’s alarming hues to unnerve him, concentrating instead on the soothing, ruddy light of the planet’s primary star, which hugged the forest canopy as it made its preternaturally slow descent toward evening. Despite the low angle of the diffraction-bloated sun, several long dierha remained before the wilderness outside would become fully enshrouded in darkness.

“It is time, Doctor,” said Cunaehr, Ehrehin’s most valued research assistant. “Are you ready to begin the test?”

His gaze still lingering on the forest that sprawled beyond the window, Ehrehin offered Cunaehr a dry, humorless chuckle. A better question would be, Is the prototype finally ready to begin the test? he thought, leaving the query unspoken lest he draw the unfavorable attention of the malevolent cosmic force that sometimes caused field tests to go awry in new and unexpected ways.

“I have my instructions, Cunaehr,” Ehrehin replied, keeping his reedy voice pitched only barely above the room’s background noises. “The admiralty is watching from orbit, and they have ordered me to be ready by now. And so we are. Please prepare to initiate the test on my signal.”

“Immediately, Doctor,” Cunaehr said. Ehrehin knew without turning that his assistant was hastening back to his own console.

Ehrehin considered the bird-of-prey that now circled this remote planet, and wondered whether or not the admiralty truly expected today’s test to succeed. Then he banished the thought, refusing to allow the military’s obvious reticence about posting any of their people on the surface to threaten his composure. In fact, the notion that a prototype field test could make the admiralty look unnecessarily fearful had quite the opposite effect on him, buoying his spirits and increasing his confidence.

Steadying himself against the neutronium-reinforced concrete wall into which the window was set, Ehrehin turned to face his associates, all of whom were busy either running or monitoring several semicircular rows of consoles. Despite his recurrent misgivings about the military-enforced pace of his team’s research, he realized that he was waging a losing battle against the triumphant grin that was already beginning to spread across his lined, weathered face.

Standing beside his console, Cunaehr ran his fingers through his perpetually tousled, jet-black hair in yet another vain attempt to tame it. He cleared his throat loudly, quickly capturing the attention of the science outpost’s thirteen other research personnel. All of the project’s staffers now stood alert at their stations, the staccato rhythm of their professional conversations momentarily halted, their usually busy hands now stilled above their consoles, their eyes turned toward Doctor Ehrehin in silent anticipation of his words.

“Thank you, my friends, for all the labor and sacrifice you have given this effort so far in order to realize our collective dream,” Ehrehin said, raising his thin voice slightly. “The time has arrived for us to make history. Now we shall light the torch that soon will bring near the farthest reaches of the heavens. At last we will achieve avaihh lli vastam.

“The warp-seven stardrive.” And there can be no margin for error this time, he added silently, wondering yet again whether the Romulan Star Empire’s military was right to worry that Coridan Prime—or perhaps even one of the other recently Terran-aligned worlds—had already equaled or even surpassed the painstaking work of Ehrehin’s team.

Cunaehr began slowly applauding, and the rest of the staff immediately joined in until the hand claps escalated into a torrent. Ehrehin’s smile broadened as he held up a single wizened hand to call for silence.

“Shall we?” he said once the room had quieted.

At Cunaehr’s deliberate gesture, the team members resumed their vigilant poses behind their respective consoles, leaving Ehrehin with little to do other than to watch and wait as orders were exchanged and relayed, and a countdown began, reinforced by an emotionless synthetic voice generated by one of the computers. No one appeared to be breathing for the duration. Ehrehin suppressed a tremor in his left hand as the machine crisply pronounced the numerals that represented the last five ewa in the countdown sequence.






A low rumble came a moment after the computer reached “Lliu.” Ehrehin rather likened it to thunder, except that he felt it deep in his bones rather than hearing it directly, as he did the crisp, businesslike voices that were ringing out across the small control center.

“Power output rising along predicted curves,” Cunaehr said. “Holding steady.”

The man behind Cunaehr nodded, adding, “Power output consistent with a velocity of warp three.”

“Confirmed,” chimed a woman’s voice from a nearby console. Others made noises of agreement. Ehrehin heard several jubilant shouts as the first dilated moments passed and everyone in the room appeared to resume their regular breathing patterns. The monitors continued showing orange and amber as the subaural rumbling continued and intensified.

Cunaehr smiled elatedly in Ehrehin’s direction. “Warp three already from a standing start.”

But Ehrehin felt that a victory celebration might be a bit premature. “Gradually reduce the containment field diameter, Cunaehr, and reinforce it. Increase the power yield incrementally.”

“Warp four,” Cunaehr said after relaying Ehrehin’s orders, his eyes riveted to his monitor. “Five. Six.”

“Continue until we reach maximum yield,” Ehrehin said, grinning in spite of his caution. It was working. Warp seven really was within reach.

“Fluctuation,” said the technician seated immediately behind Cunaehr. The sharp note of alarm in the young woman’s voice was unmistakable.

“Compensate,” Ehrehin said automatically.

“Warp six point five,” Cunaehr said.

“Containment instability,” another tech reported.

“Reinforce!” Cunaehr barked before Ehrehin could interject.

The room was suddenly awash in green as the hue of the banks of monitors and gauges changed in unison, accompanied by numerous horrified gasps and pointed exclamations from across the length and breadth of the room. Ehrehin’s attention was drawn back to the window, through which he watched the preternatural orange light that was washing across the horizon. The distant rumbling gradually became audible, not quite drowned out by the rising clamor of alarm klaxons. But Ehrehin found this orange light anything but reassuring.


Chaos. A hard jolt made the floor jump. A bank of unanchored instruments leaned forward and tipped over with a resounding crash. Someone cried out in pain. A ceiling beam collapsed directly on top of a man and a woman, spraying emerald blood across the floor and showering the rear wall as several others struggled toward the now partially blocked exit. The overhead lighting flickered and failed. A frantic voice boomed over one of the room’s com speakers, saying something about beaming to the safety of an orbiting bird-of-prey before it was too late.

Cunaehr had somehow moved to Ehrehin’s immediate right, and was shouting into his ear. “Doctor! We have to evacuate immediately!”

No wonder the military didn’t want to post any of their people down here, Ehrehin thought bitterly as he watched a trio of bleeding, injured technicians vanish in a blaze of amber light as the bird-of-prey’s transporter seized them.

An earsplitting crack barely preceded the fall of another beam. This one narrowly missed Ehrehin, brushing just past his right arm as it neatly stove in Cunaehr’s skull. Outside the window, Ehrehin could see the fires of Erebus consuming the forest as they swept hungrily from the test apparatus toward the control complex. The control room shook, twisted, and began to tear itself apart. The air stank of coppery blood and ozone.

Ehrehin noticed that the room was already nearly empty, and hoped that whoever hadn’t died here already would make it to safety. Then his skin began to tingle; he knew that he was either being transported up to the orbiting bird-of-prey, or was about to discover what it felt like to be vaporized, along with the wreckage of the control complex.

Considering the way the admiralty sometimes dealt with failure, he wasn’t at all certain which fate was the preferable one. --This text refers to the Paperback edition.

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Product Details

  • Series: Star Trek: Enterprise
  • Mass Market Paperback: 464 pages
  • Publisher: Pocket Books/Star Trek (February 1, 2007)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 0743440013
  • ISBN-13: 978-0743440011
  • Product Dimensions: 4.2 x 1 x 6.8 inches
  • Shipping Weight: 7.2 ounces
  • Average Customer Review: 4.2 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (107 customer reviews)
  • Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #850,378 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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Like many fans of this show, I considered the final episode so poorly written and produced that I was completely baffled as to the possible motive of the studio in releasing it. Fortunately Andy Mangels and Michael Martin do a far better job at creativity with "The Good That Men Do...", not only cleaning up the mess left by the series' ending (not an easy job in itself) but providing a worthwhile read for those who appreciate the ST genre.

Encompassing the merits and faults of the book's entire plot line in the space of an Amazon review has been done to great effect elsewhere in this forum, so I won't attempt to add any paltry contributions to those. Instead I'd like to address a few of the details of the series' repair job accomplished so well by the authors.

****** POSSIBLE SPOILER WARNING ********************

I've been careful with the wording of what follows, but any interested fans of the series who haven't seen the last episode and who somehow haven't heard about the fallout may want to exercise a little caution before continuing.

First and foremost, there is the issue of the controversial death of a major character in the closing scenes. It was done in schlock TV fashion: rushed, out of context, seemingly pointless - that is, unless the writers thought they were invoking some sort of "drama" without having any better idea of exactly how to be creative for a change. Furthermore, what the character does just as he is being wheeled into a "cellular regeneration chamber" (apologies to the purists on the wording) is puzzling. The mortally wounded man raises his head, nods, smiles, and winks. Huh? Was that an add-on in the holographic replay of those events? Was it supposed to be assurance to the other characters?
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This novel takes up where the last episode of Enterprise leaves off and tells us what "really" happened to Trip. This book is fast paced and doesnt seem as though its over 400 pages in length. Be prepared to pull an all-nighter to read it you will not want to put it down once you start. The characterizations are dead on accurate. Our friends in Section 31 show up again and we see intrigue involving the Romulans. I look forwrd to seeing more Enterprise novels.
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I'm a little hesitant to review this book after reading a couple of the highly depressing arguments that have plagued the comments on the last coupel reviews, but I just loved this book so much I have to look past it and try to bring something positive here. Like so many others, I adore the fact that this novel came along to "fix" the most unsatisfying series finale imaginable. (with the possible exception of the X-Files finale) I remember when that abysmal episode aired, and right away people on the internet were saying "Well, since it all took place on the holodeck that might not be what really happened." It was a nice thought, but I doubted it would ever lead to anything. I should've known I could count on the fine Star Trek authors who rarely let me down these days.

Taking back "These Are The Voyages" and telling what "really" happened fulfilled one wish of mine. But they didn't stop there. Another wish was fulfilled regarding the Andorian species. Some recent Deep Space Nine novels gave us a richly detailed view of Andorians as a race with 4 distinct sexes long before Enterprise introduced us to the Aenar subspecies. When Enterprise came and did its thing I feared the worst, that the Trek novel writers wouldn't be allowed to continue with their take on Andorians because they weren't allowed to contradict the series. But this book made it happen, blending the two very different takes on the species seamlessly, as if it had always been intended that way.

Thanks you for this fantastic book and I eagerly look forward to the follow up.
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I'll be honest with you...after the horror that was "These are the Voyages...", they could have written that Trip and Archer set up a Tiki bar on Regulus Prime with T'Pol waitressing and I would have been happy. As is, I'm ecstatic with this novel. As a die-hard shipper, I would have liked a little more closure at the end, but I realize that not everyone likes a little romance in their scifi. What everyone will like, however, was how seamless this book takes up after the series. Every fault was turned into a logical course of action, and the storyline is solid and fits into the Trek universe with ease and without the formulaic Baywatch-like nonsense that has been forced upon fans for the majority of the series.
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This corrected the dismal failure that was the last episode of Enterprise. A well written and well thought out book.
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Without giving away the ending, this one reads like an episode starting the fifth season. It remains consistant with all the story lines in Enterprise. Trip for one is portrayed the way he should be. With a lot of depth and emotion unlike the last episode. If you forget how badly the last show was written, it covers all bases. It's a rebound to the slap in the face we got for watching Enterprise for four years!
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Enterprise engineer Trip Tucker embarks on a career of espionage in an effort to forestall the Romulan threat while Captain Jonathan Archer and crew attempt to rescue a group of Andorian telepaths who are pivotal to Romulan war plans. Meanwhile, the Coalition of Planets gets off to a shaky start.

I was a fan of “Enterprise.” Even when the stories were underwhelming, I was won over by the cast and the setting of a pre-Federation universe. I was saddened by its cancellation, especially in light of the fact that it had finally begun to reach its full potential in its final season. Although I’m late to the party, I’m happy to see the story continued in novelized form. This book has its moments, but it never really took off. Authors Michael A. Martin and Andy Mangels seem to think that the emotional moments in the story are strengthened by writing paragraphs of internal perspective instead of relating a few telling details with graceful economy of language. They also miss an opportunity toward the novel's climax by not making more of the attack on Coridan Prime. Nevertheless, events are moving in a compelling direction and the stage has been set for some potentially great storytelling.
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