Not the Company. Not the pirates. The Uber Protegit .
For the first time since the beam touched him, Kael felt a cold that wasn鈥檛 from space. He wasn't just a pilot anymore. He was a Protegit . darkorbit uber protegit
Kael had been a miner. A nobody. His battered Leonov freighter, held together with salvage tape and spite, was a ghost among the asteroid fields of Beta-3. He knew the hum of a failing warp drive better than the taste of real food. Not the Company