Some time later. . .
Zak awoke in a room on board his ship, the Solar Eclipse. Lying prove upon his bed, to be exact. Even the rope binding him hand and foot belonged to him.
Which made the humiliation complete.
"Release me at once!" he yelled to an empty room. It did nothing for his situation. Or his temper.
He wiggled on his bed, managing to roll awkwardly, the knots binding his wrists behind his back also tethered to his ankles. But more annoying than that, his strength, enhanced by a series of cogs in his arms, failed him. His gears wouldn't respond no matter how hard he strained.
I'm broken.
She broke me.
The she being Nema, the female he and Ray had stolen from a slave market. Not exactly one of his best plans.
Yet from the moment he heard the story in a tavern at a space st
