Mira stared at the flickering screen. The data was their only bargaining chip. "Any ship on the horizon?" she asked.
Mira smiled. Downloadpirate —the ghost ship every rogue data-jockey whispered about. Captained by the legendary Sarya "The Seed" Kovac, who believed information wanted to be free. The ICF had put a trillion-credit bounty on her head. downlaodpirate
The two ships docked with a hiss of equalizing pressure. Sarya boarded the Reprisal , her coat lined with optical cables and her right arm replaced with a multi-tool that hummed with processing power. She was older than the holos suggested, with grey-streaked hair and eyes that had seen too much. Mira stared at the flickering screen
"Where do I sign?"
Ensign Tago zoomed in on the long-range scanner. "One. No transponder. Flying a Jolly Roger—skull and crossbones, but with a cracked hard drive for an eye." Mira smiled