I just survived an attack on my reality show’s spaceship. But somehow, fate isn’t done with me yet. Instead of whisking me to safety, my escape pod delivers me into the hands of an alien space pirate.
He’s huge, crass, and more exciting than anyone I’ve ever met. I’ve got to get back to my friends and try to figure out who attacked us. So why am I wishing the pirate would keep me prisoner for a few more days?
