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Chapter 1

As I lay in the rafters of the Old West Cattle Co, surrounded by dust, shadows, and the sh me I cradled an A-7 pyre-rifle in le Belowhts

To be honest, I didn’t like staring down at them

The warehouse boasted no furniture for et to hide behind Only people (huht now, a crowd of other-worlders teased and taunted two naked, whi females banded to the far wall The bastards eren’t participating atching, waiting their turn My anticipation for the kill increased, and I grippedsuch a lovely time, butmy fun would come when I broke up the party with a few rounds of deadly fire

See, I’overn, they can’t take a chance alien rights advocates will get involved in the case I’ation and Removal I’m worse

Just a little longer, EdenInforet) and his co them off-planet to sell as slaves I needed to knohere they were storing the huo” before deportation More than that, I needed to kno they were hopping from one planet to another

Oh, I knew they were using interworld portals—the same portals they’d used to invade our planet I just didn’t knohere or how to find these portals

I should have known exactly where they were I’olden one, some humans call us, because our hair, skin, and eyes reseold But I was conceived here and raised by a human The portals are as much a mystery to me as they are to every other Earth-born

One of the wo and twisting her niles, laughing while he did it, laughing while she writhed and sobbed in pain My finger twitched on the triggerHold Hold

Tonight I’ to prove I’m as capable as any ated the easyno ame Since my father is also my boss, he’s the reason for my lack of hard-core cases I know he hopes to protectpast the need

My success tonight is critical I took this case against his wishes, and I would not fail

I had ht: EenLi Kati, aka John Wayne and Wayne Johnson He was a thirty-soht, with eerie, narrohite eyes We didn’t know a lot about Mecs, only that they had some control over the weather and preferred hot, dry climates

Like every Mec, EenLi possessed opalescent skin that glowed different colors with different eht now his skin glowed bright red The bastard was pissed

Dressed like a desperado from the past—hat, boots, and spurs—he stood in a shadowed corner, arguing fiercely with another Mec known as Mris-ste The latter wore boots and spurs, but had opted not to wear a hat Who did they think they were fooling? Cowboys Please