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I'm sharing snippets from a new story, The Pilot: An Outer Rim Novel.
Please excuse the creative punctuation, necessary to keep this within the guidelines. It's also edited a little from the original.
“Cargo transport, this is Coalition Security, are you in need of assistance?”
Celara d’Enfaden raced up the vertical ladder from the hold, leapt across a corner of the open hole in the cabin floor then, reaching under the cabinet above the aft bunk, she hit the switches that closed the hatch and started the exhaust fan. Finally, she whipped off her protective mask only to gag at the residual stench from the cargo. She took one look at the perma-film viewscreen across the bow of her starship, and her heart stopped.
A Volpian cruiser nearly filled the screen. After the first hail in Universal, the deep male voice repeated the offer in different languages, even Menacan, Celera’s first language.
“Arjay,” she called, “we’ve got company.”
There's no place like home and he stole hers.
Life on the frontier of space is hard enough so when pirates stole Celara d'Enfaden's cargo, she vowed not to be tricked again. Determined to make an example out of indie pilots who disobey orders, Coalition Administrator Trevarr Jovano impounds Celara’s starship and cargo. If he backs down, he’ll lose respect. If she can’t deliver her cargo, she’ll default on her loan and lose her only home—her ship. More important than her ship, though, is her brother. To rescue him from a galactic gangster, she’ll even work with Jovano who is bent on avenging his wife’s murder.