Cass Derringer finally has room to breathe.
Striker, her ship, is upgraded. The debts are gone.
For once, she can turn down bad contracts.
So when a quiet prisoner transport lands on her desk-
clean payout, clean story-she takes it.
Simple job.
Quiet transfer.
Easy write-up.
Until someone leaks it.
Now the transport is a target.
The Regal Syndicate wants what Cass is moving.
Routine turns into a running fight.
The leak becomes the story.
Pen in one hand.
Gun in the other.
Enemies close in from every direction.
Cass reads patterns.
Beretta hits hard.
Taurus calculates the margins.
Together, they don't panic.
They don't scramble.
They counter.
The window closes.
Cass won't just survive this job.
She's going to end it.
Cass doesn't run.
She closes the board.
And publishes the truth.