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

“I find that hard to believe.” Dryath looked away.


“Do you really? You saw the way people behaved when we were on Kindara. They wanted your blood. When you keep people down and take away their rights, you must expect violence. All I’m trying to do is change the situation, so that people don’t have to resort to violence. So that all people have the same dignity. I haven’t harmed you. I’ve kept you fed and hydrated. And my plan is and has been to take you to a place where you can find your way back to safety, even though it would be easier for me to drop you somewhere a little less encumbered by Republic laws.” He cracked his knuckles.


“You’re not just a killer, though.” Dryath sighed. “I’ll admit I don’t…I can understand why you killed your owner. I don’t blame you for it, even though it’s against the law. I understand why you killed those soldiers. But the smuggling? The thefts?”


Chapter 17