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

“What are your plans? You have to know the Republic doesn’t negotiate for hostages.”


“Oh, they do.” Genthry waved a hand. “Under the right circumstances, and for the right hostages. Fortunately for you, I’m not interested in being that kind of activist. I don’t think it does much for our liberation and spending time with politicians is unpleasant.” He grimaced and rubbed at the back of his neck. “I’m not planning to hang on to you any longer than I have to. Eventually I’ll have to exchange this thing for something a little more solid. I’m going to drop you off on another planet, someplace a little more neutral, and you can go right back to hunting down escaped slaves and sending them back to hell.”


“I hunt criminals and bring them to justice. I’m not a slave catcher. That’s not a job I would take.” Riatt struggled against his bonds. “Turn this thing around, turn yourself in, and the authorities might go easy on you.”


Chapter 12