Tarie walked over to the window. All she could see were the hundreds of spaceships and the marvellous, swirling majesty of hyperspace.
Though I don't like Jonathan Morris' overreliance on that line from The Aztecs about not changing one line from history, I think the first story that he used this trope (as far as I can tell) is one of his best. In fact, I think its one of the best Fourth Doctor novels in general. It's able to match the tone of the latter half of Four's era while also having a very good plot and putting in some menace and even making me feel for quite a few of the characters. I might put Managra or Krikkitmen over this one but it is very very good. Highly recommended.