I run a motorcycle club that is broke, illegal, and eleven days from losing everything.
So I take the job. Wrong cargo, wrong broker, wrong side of a border patrolled by an empire that files my entire species under provisional.
Then I walk into a Concord office at nine at night and find her.
Vessa Thren. Silicate skin that catches the light. A signature that could make me legal with one stroke of a stylus.
And a rule book that says a woman like her doesn't get anywhere near a man like me.
She's spent six years telling people no. I'm the first one who never asked her for anything.
I've got a name nobody's used in twelve years. She's the only one in the galaxy trying to find out what it is.
What happens when she says it out loud?
Genre: Science Fiction
So I take the job. Wrong cargo, wrong broker, wrong side of a border patrolled by an empire that files my entire species under provisional.
Then I walk into a Concord office at nine at night and find her.
Vessa Thren. Silicate skin that catches the light. A signature that could make me legal with one stroke of a stylus.
And a rule book that says a woman like her doesn't get anywhere near a man like me.
She's spent six years telling people no. I'm the first one who never asked her for anything.
I've got a name nobody's used in twelve years. She's the only one in the galaxy trying to find out what it is.
What happens when she says it out loud?
Genre: Science Fiction
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