A Big Ship at the Edge of the Universe (The Salvagers, #1)

by Alex White

Rule number three is the most important one. A great legend always happens in the middle of nowhere.

“Jackpot,” radioed Orna, her tiny, distant body peering around the side of the door. “Let’s steal all of their crap.”

No response came, and she worried that the magical interference had done something to their comms. Or maybe he was mad at her.

“I’m afraid that won’t be possible. You’ll enter the planet’s gravity well and burn up in the atmosphere long before the Capricious can catch up to you.” “Well that’s cheery.” “A painless death is more than most humans can hope to get,” said Kin. “Okay, Kin. Thank you for that, uh, perspective.

“Can you think of anything else we need to do before we go?” “Another kiss might be nice if we didn’t have these damned helmets on.” “What was that?” Cordell chuckled over the comm. Orna shot Nilah a murderous glare through the visor. “Nothing, Boss. Hunter One and Two, standing by for orders.”

She looked him over. “You’re not that heavy.” “You’re pushing fifty. You can’t lift my ass,” he hissed. “I’m in my early forties, asshole,”

“You’re going to get killed.” She looked across at him, stars in her eyes. “But what a grand way to die.”