Good morning readers! This morning, we have a guest post from Casey K. Cox discussing the exciting upcoming release, Finding King! I hope you enjoy this sneak peek at the space pirate novel that’s definitely on my list of books to check out.
Hello all, and thanks for tuning in to this stop on the Finding King blog tour. Finding King is the first installment in a new sci-fi trilogy The Breaker, published by Less Than Three Press. Each day sees a draw for a free copy of the book. I’m Casey K. Cox, and I’ll continue our look behind the scenes at CKC Muse HQ. Grab a coffee and settle in to this latest insight into The Breaker Series.
The crew of the Breaker started out as four young lads running away from a government-training program for unwanted kids. If you don’t have a future with your family on Rexalon, the government provides one for you. Jessie, Merrick, Taylor and Cooper, broke out of their training camp and stole an old cargo freighter that had been brought in to the workshop for spares. Over the years, the boys picked up stragglers around the quadrant and worked their way up stealing larger ships until the Breaker fell into their lap during a spot of R&R at a local Deport Station. With a military grade deep space starship, complete with two smaller cruisers, at their disposal the boys were able to expand their horizons and move out of the danger zone of recapture around the homeland territories. It wasn’t long before they discovered a small uninhabited planet they started using as a safe house and affectionately named the Rock.
In this excerpt we join the crew of the Breaker during a raid on a large freighter, The Den-Freight-Four…
Merrick led his men through the bowels of the newly acquired ship. It was clean and bright, a complete contrast to the Breaker. The corridors were smooth. A satin metallic sheen reflected the strip lights at ceiling and floor level. Even the air was sweet. Merrick could taste it through his supercharged skin sensors. The environment had been enriched with oxygen for the health of the passengers, and something else, hanging in the air. Something he couldn’t pin down, but it was familiar. The faintest trace of something his body recognized. The hairs on his arms and neck stood to attention.
“Stay vigilant.” He took a long, exaggerated breath trying to identify the scent, but there wasn’t enough to process. He grumbled under his breath. The last thing they wanted was trouble. “This has been too easy. I don’t like it.”
“What’s up, Captain? Got a sixth sense on trouble?”
“Don’t you smell it, Ace? Like we’ve been here before.”
“Got the heebie-jeebies, for sure. But this baby’s practically new.”
“And a bit too pretty for a freighter, wouldn’t you say?”
Ace shrugged, but Merrick wasn’t about to let down his guard. Captain Carlton and his late crew had already made that mistake. But Carlton had been at a disadvantage from the start. The youthful appearance and young voices belied the true age and experience of Merrick and his men. They were frequently underestimated.
“Merrick.” Cooper’s voice came over the comm, “She’s all clear, Captain. All crew accounted for.”
A smile quirked Merrick’s lips. No trouble after all. “Well done, Cooper. Head back to the Breaker and take the bridge. I’ll walk our new baby.”
“Any idea where we’re heading?”
“Depends on the cargo. Set a course for Deport Twelve for the moment. Keep an eye out for company.”
“Okay, lads. Take a corridor and let me know what you find.”
Merrick found the equipment store. It was a small office that branched out into racks of supplies and machinery. It was tidy and well organized, easy to find the inventory. Everything looked pristine. Merrick thought the Den-Freight could well be on her maiden voyage.
He made himself comfortable at the desk and methodically plodded through the catalogues, giving a whoop when he came across something that would fetch a good price. It felt good to fill his head with calculations, his time with work—anything to keep him from his own thoughts.
He paused to close his eyes and the memory slammed him in the face. Something about the place triggered it. It was almost tangible. Jessie laughing, holding a vidscreen over Cooper’s head making him jump for it. ‘Tell him to stop teasing, Merrick.’ They looked so young. Merrick smiled. A good memory.
Ace buzzed his comm and Merrick was startled out of his daydream. “Merrick, look at this.” A view of a second cargo hold came up on the vidscreen. Rows and rows of metal storage containers with small patches of light that looked like screens centered on the front panels lined the walls, casting an eerie green glow.
“Holy shit, is that what I think it is?” He sat forward too quickly, almost tipping the chair.
Just what he needed. Unexpected company. He knew it’d been too easy. He tried to keep his voice even and pressed the comm at his ear. “Keen, we’re going to need you in cargo. Ace, send him directions.”
“On my way, Captain.”
Finding King (The Breaker #1) by Casey K. Cox is available for pre-order from http://www.lessthanthreepress.com
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