By David C. Daoust Zhou lowered herself down into the small pod her men had taken to calling a ‘Jacker’. The vehicle was called this for the simple fact, that it was used primarily for high jacking ships. Maybe not…

By David C. Daoust Sweet Honey Zhou entered the ship’s bridge with a flourish, the sharp heel of her thigh-high boots clacked strongly against the grated flooring of the Swiftblade-class Starship, known as ‘the Black Bruise’. The urgency could be…