Dan’s grin thinned. “What cargo?”

“Cynic.” Dan leaned back in the pilot’s chair, boots on the console. Outside the viewport, the salvage field stretched like a graveyard of silver ribs. Dead freighters. Burned-out corvettes. And somewhere in the middle, a black box containing the last unencrypted log of the Valkyrie’s Fall —worth more than both their lives. dan dangler and dredd

Silence. The wheeze of the recycler filled the space like a third heartbeat. Dan’s grin thinned

“The company will send a kill squad,” Dredd said. ” Dredd said.