E. R. Torre books

The Last Flight of the Argus

Maddox lowered the gun to the floor and released it. As he did, B’taav noted a dark stain on Maddox’s shirt sleeve.When the gun was down, Maddox stepped out from his hiding place. His hands were in the air.“Satisfied?”Maddox glared at the Independent. B'taav expected him to be relieved to see the...