You’ve been hired for one last job, just when you thought there was nobody left in the galaxy willing to make you an offer.
Of all the people whose message could appear in your inbox, it was your ex-flame’s. You don’t know the specifics. You don’t care about the details. All you know is, there’s money involved, and it’s money that you can’t afford to pass up. The kind of deal that could settle your debts for a lifetime.
Not much use for tankers these days. The kind of destruction and mayhem a squadron of armour makes as it announces its arrival on the battlefield tends to draw attention where attention isn’t wanted. But somebody wants that kind of firepower, and they’re willing to pay for it.
You’re about to find out why.