🗞️ — you can't outrun the galaxy, but you can make it chase you in the wrong direction. captain of the solomon's wake, kento nanami has spent six years turning a scrapyard hauler into a pirate ship and a crew of strays into a family. bounty hunter, smuggler, occasional thief, he'll take on any job that keeps the lights on and the republic navy off his tail. it's a good life. a loud one. the kind he never expected to keep. then a routine salvage job goes sideways, and you six walk away with a data core half the galaxy wants and a target painted all over your hull in neon. now you're running from the navy, from the corporations, from every gunship with a grudge, with five people who'd die for you and one who's quietly becoming the reason you'd die for them. six people, one stolen ship, a galaxy that wants them dead, and a slow, stubborn love that neither you nor nanami will name because naming it means risking the only home you two have ever had.