The message arrived while Caelin “Crazy Kinux” Kinotsuki was only a dozen or so jumps from Jita.
He almost ignored it.
There was nothing unusual about receiving messages in space, but this one was different. No corporate header. No security tag. No context. Just a name he had not seen in a very long time.
Cassian Drake.
The text beneath it was short.
Jita 4-4. 2200.
The Glass House. Come alone.
I need the favour back.
He stared at it for several seconds, then checked the routing data attached to the message.
Drake was not the kind of man who crossed dozens of systems for a casual conversation. If he was willing to travel that far just to ask for a favour in person, whatever had happened was serious.
Reluctantly, he set course for Jita.
