She can't remember her mother's face. She can't remember why she's fighting. But she remembers her name, and she isn't giving it up.
Cass Vero is a disgraced Fleet mechanic scraping out her days in a junkyard at the edge of the solar system. Then the Colonial Fleet orders her only friend, a decommissioned corvette everyone calls the Rustbucket, cut up for scrap.
The ship talks back.
It has weapons that were never on the manifest and an FTL drive no one built. Alien hunters are already closing in, and the Fleet knows more than it's admitting. The ship will give Cass all the power she needs, and it charges in memories: a first kiss, a father's face, the smell of rain.
Every victory costs her a piece of herself. And the rust is always hungry.
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Military sci-fi with real emotional stakesSentient ships and unlikely found familiesConspiracies inside your own side's chain of commandHeroines who keep choosing to fight when it costs everything...then step aboard the first book of the Junk Fleet series.
Eyes open. Hands empty.
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