There was no doubt they had tried to kill him: the explosion had left a gaping hole where his room had been only moments before. Abandoned on a faraway world by a ship bordering on negligent even before it had left orbit without him, Aulan had never felt so alone, and now he was crawling through the smoking remains of his hotel. All he wanted to do was go home, but he knew that if he didn’t find what he had come for, he might not have a home to go back to.
What he didn’t know was that the key to the whole mission was only inches away, hanging around the neck of a known terrorist, unconscious on the floor next to him. Only with her help could he uncover the truth about the alien race that was steadily laying waste to their outlying worlds, and hope to stop their fleet of warships from destroying his entire civilization.