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This week's snippet is from my sci-fi romance, The Protector (An Outer Rim Novel). Last week, Rissa discovered two girls hiding in the spaceport restroom. The older one proclaimed, “We are not going back.”
Apologies for the creative punctuation, which was done to keep within the sentence limit.
Note: Traishan refers to natives of the planet Traish; Chellians are from the planet Chellus--both belong to the Central Planets. The story takes place out on the Rim, the frontier of space.
“You can’t make us, we’ll escape again.”
Since the taller one seemed to be the spokesperson, Rissa kept her eyes on her. Something about her was compelling—Rissa could be looking at herself at the same age. Then it hit her hard, like a blow to the stomach--that was what Miri would have looked like at that age, same strong Traishan features—olive skin, dark hair and eyes.
Rissa took a deep breath to steady herself before locking the outer door then said softly, “You asked for help, what can I do?”
“Get us out of here before they discover we’re gone,” the tall girl whispered, despite the strength in her voice, she worked hard to keep her chin from wobbling.
“Who?” Rissa said, afraid she knew.
“Those men, the Chellians. We can’t go back, we won’t.”
By the Matriarch, traffickers.
Who knew rescuing two girls from traffickers would bring down a world of hurt?
After tavern owner Rissa Dix rescues two girls from a slave ship, she must rally the townsfolk to prevent traffickers from returning. Mining heir Dillan Rusteran has loved her for years. Little do they know that by rescuing more children they're tangling with a galactic trafficking ring.