CHAPTER TWO
Spardonian Prison Complex
Marastin Dow Home World
“This is not my best idea,” Raia muttered under her breath.
“Triavarian Trader 519, you are cleared for landing in Bay 8,” the landing tech stated.
“Triavarian Trader 519 acknowledges clearance for Bay 8,” Raia replied.
She steered the dilapidated trading shuttle to the designated landing bay, engaged the landing gear, and gently nestled the shuttle within the hexagon-shaped landing cube. One advantage of being on a planet where everyone wanted to kill each other was that they were extremely paranoid. Even the traders were wary of being a target.
The few traders who would do business with the Marastin Dow insisted on security for their ships, even if the Marastin Dow couldn’t guarantee the traders’ personal safety once th
