Vincent pulled away from the bars of the cell he’d been imprisoned in for attempting to incapacitate his target for long enough to get her to the safety of his ship to look his mother in the eye. She looked older than he remembered her, which of course made sense, but also felt wrong. There … Continue reading Year 353 A.E., Rotation 250: Rear-View Mirrors →

Vincent took a deep breath, his hands clamped tight around Shelby’s steering wheel. The were docked aboard the rim ship, but he hadn’t been this nervous about a rescue since his first. This was it. His chance to prove himself, and his chance to take the first step toward breaking down the tier system that … Continue reading Year 353 A.E., Rotation 250: Breaking the System →