Whiskey on the Rocks

By Katina French

She's brave, crazy, dangerous... and your best shot of crossing the galaxy alive.

Captain Shaen Morris may be certifiably insane. Her ship the Belle Starr may look like a rusty, lobster-shaped piece of junk. But for the right price, they'll get you off-world, using the interdimensional portal known as "the Passage."

When a robot shows up with some unusual cargo, Shaen questions its motivations. When it refuses to power down during transit, she questions whether the fare is worth it. Something lurking in limbo endangers them all, and it takes some fancy flying to get everyone out alive.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Per Bastet Publications LLC
• Release date: Sep 7, 2014
• ISBN: 9781942166030

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Whiskey on the Rocks

The Belle Starr Chronicles

Episode 1

Katina French

Whiskey on the Rocks

The Belle Starr Chronicles, Episode 1

Electronic Edition

Copyright © 2014 Katina French

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ISBN 978-1-942166-03-0

Electronic Edition 2014

introductions

She was cute, cocky and if the rumors were true, the best damn pilot in the sector. If she weren't also likely be the death of him, Drevin might have been tempted to flirt with the girl sitting across from him.

Short, white-blond hair stuck up in all directions around a set of battered brass mechanic's goggles. Their lenses glinted in the flickering gaslight of the settlement's common area. A long, dirty grey coat draped over her chair like a superhero's cape. Her faded yellow tank top and baggy, olive-green work pants revealed a curvy, petite figure.

She was a dainty little thing, compared to her tough reputation. He'd expected a physically imposing Amazon, not the doll-faced pixie lounging before him, her bulky mag boots propped up on a crate.

Aside from being surprisingly attractive, the woman sitting across from him dragging a crinkle-cut tuber through a puddle of sauce was certifiably insane.

If she weren't, he wouldn't be meeting her at this disgusting food kiosk on this backwater moon. Shaen Morris was a coyote pilot. Drevin needed a coyote pilot, and all coyote pilots were completely unhinged. It was both occupational hazard and a required attribute for the job.

Decades ago, people discovered travel across the stars was possible. It just required punching a hole in the universe, flinging a craft through the hole into a