The Theron was my ticket to survival. My ship, my crew, my edge in a galaxy that wants me dead.

Now it's gone—stolen by Axion, a rogue android with his own agenda. He locked up my crew, ripped the command ring off my hand, and turned my scout ship into his personal ride.

Axion's chasing the Negator, a weapon so dangerous it doesn't just kill—it erases you completely. It's hidden on a quarantined planet, protected by horrors better left buried.

Meanwhile, the Burnt Polarion is stirring, ready to tear through everything I care about. Axion thinks he's the only one smart enough to stop him. Me? I just want my ship back—and to make sure this bastard doesn't kill us all.

I'm still just a biker from Nevada, playing way out of my league. But when everyone else is a genius or a god, sometimes being too stubborn to quit is the only edge you've got.

And some problems? They only need a simpler solution—like a bullet.