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Zusatztext Praise for the Dred Chronicles: "There's so much action! so much adventure! and more than that! it's great writing."— USA Today "Sirantha Jax fans may be intrigued to see what befell Jael after his ill-considered actions there! and new lead Dred is a strong linchpin for a promising new series."— Publishers Weekly "Spectacularly and spell-bindingly perfect with high octane action that keeps you on the edge of your seat and a romance that is surprisingly sweet and tender in a harsh and unforiving setting...This is honestly one of the best SF romance series I have read." — Book Pushers Informationen zum Autor Ann Aguirre is the author of several other popular series: Sirantha Jax ( Endgame, Aftermath, Grimspace ); Enclave ( Horde, Outpost, Enclave ); and Corine Solomon ( Agave Kiss, Blue Diablo, Devil's Punch, Shady Lady ). Havoc and Perdition are the previous books in The Dred Chronicles. Klappentext All hell is breaking loose in the edge-of-your-seat follow-up to Havoc and Perdition from New York Times bestselling author Ann Aguirre... The prison ship Perdition has become a post-battle charnel house with only a handful of Dred's soldiers still standing and now being hunted by Silence's trained tongueless assassins. Forging an uneasy alliance with mercenary commander Vost—who is their only chance at escape—the Dread Queen will do whatever it takes to end her life sentence on Perdition and keep the survivors alive long enough to cobble together a transport capable of getting them off station. If Dred and her crew can win the deadly game of cat and mouse, the payoff is not only life but freedom—a prize sweeter than their wildest dreams. Yet the sadistic Silence would rather destroy Perdition than let a single soul slip from her grasp... 1 Slaughterhouse Six Chaos reigned in Queensland, and Dred was too tired to come down with an iron fist. There were occasions when even the Dread Queen couldn’t salvage a situation. As Dred surveyed the damage in the main hall, she concluded this was one of those times. There were only twenty men left, and half of them were already wounded. If they were in better shape, they’d probably argue about the alliance with Vost. But making a deal with the merc commander offered the best chance of surviving Silence’s retaliation. She reflected that the chances still weren’t good, considering that Vost only had two soldiers left. Currently, they’d set up a microcamp on the other side of the room. Her own men gave them a wide berth as the unwounded ones tried to clean up. The smell of blood was overwhelming. I’m so tired. But she couldn’t show her exhaustion as Tam strode up; over the past turn, she had relied on him for intel. “Report.” “Casualties were steep, and our defenses are compromised. We can’t hold here long term.” So they needed to consider a strategic withdrawal. Strange, not so long ago, she was struggling to hold the territory she’d claimed. Now she had to cede it. “Any word on how Silence fared in the last battle?” Tam shook his head. “I’m sure there are more than I saw on my last run, but many of her killers have gone to ground.” With a sigh, Dred beckoned the rest of her advisors though calling them friends was probably more accurate. Calypso reached her side first. The former mistress of the circle was bloodstained, but she looked as steady as ever, filling Dred with gratitude. Martine came next, a small, sharp-toothed woman that Jael called “bright eyes” because even Perdition hadn’t been enough to break her. Jael strolled up last, and her heart twisted at how weary he looked. Somehow, his exhaustion was harder to bear than her own. “We’ll work on it more tomorrow,” Calypso said, surveying the wreckage. Jael glanced around the hall. “We’ve done wh...
