Escaped slave and radical Genthry is facing down his final moments, bound to the execution platform, when some soul detonates the platform and the prison wall. He didn’t plan it, but he’s more than happy to take the opportunity to escape and thumb his nose at fate yet again. By the time he gets his hands on a ship, the authorities have caught up to him in the form of handsome marshal Dryath Riatt. When a passerby knocks the marshal out, Genthry takes Riatt “hostage” to save him from the angry crowd. Dryath knew he shouldn’t have thought the job was done just because he got his hands on escaped killer Genthry. He wasn’t counting on the local crowd jumping in to help the dirtbag escape, the local garrison refusing to lift a finger to help him ... or Genthry being possibly the most beautiful man he’d ever seen. Now he’s a captive, restrained, and flying to some unknown destination with a terrorist who doesn’t make him feel unsafe at all. When an encounter with pirates forces a sudden landing, Genthry and Dryath must hide together before either can find safety. Can they overcome their differences, or will these enemies sell each other out before they can find happiness?

See Ya, Space Cowboy

Kovan rolled his eyes. “No. He’d heard me and the other guy talking. He wished me luck with my kids, and my other job, and he apologized. Then he went to take off. He didn’t even make a move on the other guy until he pulled his blaster.”


Dryath pursed his lips. “And that’s when he shot him.”


Dryath nodded. Technically, a slave had no right to self-defense. Neither did an alien against a human. Dryath couldn’t exactly fault him for it, though. He’d have done the same thing.


Genthry’s odd gentleness toward Kovan seemed out of character, when compared with his file. If Dryath was going to find the guy, he had to go deeper.2


Genthry pulled his cloak closer. Half of getting away with these things—with pretty much anything—was attitude. He had no business being out here, in public, with his magenta skin. Every Ayak on Kindara was in danger as long as he remained here, and showing his face was arrogant in the extreme. None of that mattered.


Chapter 6