Star X Marco Novels & Stories

One of the older men looked at Marco. “I might grant you your wish, but let’s get down to business. Zach, either behave or get out.” Zach glared at me as he walked backwards until he hit the wall. “What do you want from me?” Turning back at Marco, I took my seat. Marco hit a few buttons, making all the screens light up. “This is your portable system. It appears that it is no longer working. I applade myself on my technical abilities but unfortuantly, you have me stumped.”

“If they try anything funny on the ship, this number has one button. It won’t save us, but it’ll make them regret it.” Rob nodded and tucked the phone in his waistband. “Grazie.” Julian looked at me, then back at him. “She’s tougher than you, you know.” Rob smiled, but it didn’t touch his eyes. “I know.” Marco appeared in the doorway. Bald, scarred, silent. He looked like he’d killed twice before breakfast. “Let’s move,” he grunted. We followed, hand in hand, our rings catching the flicker of dying candlelight.