Maurice "Moss" Foote just wants to lay low and make a few credits, but the universe has other ideas.
Stuck with a cobbled together chimera of a transport, a computer that used to be his best friend, and a co-pilot with a backstory almost as confusing as his own, it seems Moss can't stay out of trouble, no matter how hard he tries. From ruthless pirates, to the Silver Legion, to an order of techno-monks so old nobody remembers what their full name is, everyone's showing far too much interest in him for his liking.
What's a guy gotta do to get some peace and quiet in space?