Chapter 4
Genthry cursed and launched a volley of rocket fire at the enemy ship. It was enough to scare the pirate off. At least it scared this particular pirate off, this time. They might go and find more pirates, or report Genthry to Republic authorities out of spite. They might just run off. It could go either way, and Genthry hated this kind of uncertainty.
He hated the smell permeating the cabin, too. It could only mean one thing, and nothing good.
Dryath stirred. “Lovely smell. I take it the crate you stole finally gave out on you?”
Genthry glowered. “It had help.” He scanned the navigation screen. There had to be someplace he could land and repair this lump of metal. “I’d hoped to make it to Deraa, but considering that the charming fellow from Boscos decided to take out half of
