One more payment, and the Luce Goose would be mine. That ship was my home, my best friend, and my way of transporting fugitives across the galaxy. She was everything but a lover, and I'd considered buying a love droid into which I could download her AI. Unlike people, I could trust Luce.
"Show me the stats again, Luce." I slipped on my stun gloves and checked the charge on my pulser. Stray bullets and space were catastrophic for humans. I could obsess when I had a fugitive nearly cornered. A holoscreen expanded between the viewport and me:
Fugitive 97531: Nol Rylek. Known Eco-terrorist.
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