She looked like a Vegas-Minor showgirl. Her hair was too blonde, her lips were too plump, and her figure owed a lot to a fancy surgeon. The only thing that seemed genuine was the scowl on her face.
I knew from the start, she was gonna be trouble.
“Mind if I vape?” she said, holding the small pipe between two fingers.
I shrugged. “Be my guest here. Only not when we get on my ship.”
She raised an artificially high eyebrow. “And you are?”
“Tosh Malloy. This is Drake.” I gestured to the tall black bodyguard to my side.
She threw a quick glance at him, and then turned back to me. “Tosh. Unusual name for a woman.”
“It means ‘Pirate’ in Cryon,” I said.
The blue eyes went wide. “You’re a pirate?”
“Not anymore,” I said. It was partly true.
We faced each other across the floor of a Witness Protection safe-hold. We were deep in Federation territory, on a secure planet, but that’s as much as I can reveal. She was stretched across a narrow brown divan with her feet up. I stood by the door, arms to my side.
I never crossed my arms when on a job. Quicker to get to your weapons if your hand is free.
I caught her looking at my arsenal belt. The blaster was regulation and state of the art. I’d just picked it up at the Federation Lock and Carry. Drake favored an older, heavier model. He was a stickler for tried and true.
It was the first space mystery that I have ever read, and I loved it! It is intriguing, and all characters have distinctive personalities. I could not guess what was going to happen till the end of the story. Finally, I loved how you used the Greek mythology!