I’m finishing up Free Trader 9, but while a scene was in my head, I jotted it down. This is how I think the book will start (and it’s unedited, so please be kind).
Judge, Jury, & Executioner Book 2
Destroy the Corrupt
A plasma beam hit the bulkhead above Rivka’s head.
“Time to die, bitch!” a gruff voice yelled from beyond the overturned table. “I’m going to, aaaggh!”
Rivka wanted to look, but the plasma impact still glowed. She didn’t think her head would grow back if it was blasted off.
“All clear!” Vered called. “And next time, before you deliver your verdict, you might want to make sure the perp isn’t armed.”
Rivka peeked over the top of the table to confirm it was her bodyguard before standing. “Caught in the act means that they’re probably armed. I couldn’t let him get away, could I? Would you look at this?’
Rivka proudly displayed the scorch mark on her jacket, the first shot that narrowly missed and sent her diving for cover.
She pushed the table aside and stood over the dead body.
“Justice is served, bitch.”
“Amen to that, Magistrate.” Red cleaned his blade on the dead man’s shirt. “What’s for lunch?”
“I think that new Mongolian place sounds promising…” Rivka tapped her data pad as she walked away. “Chaz, send the locals to clean this place up. Tell them the case is closed and the paperwork will follow.”
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