Fleet of the Damned

STEN'S LAST STAND

Sten's luck was finally running out. He had barely scraped through Imperial flight school when he was assigned a tacdivision in the Fringe Worlds, where the Imperial officers were more concerned with the perfect fit of their dress whites than with honing their fighting skills.

The enemy Tahn couldn't have picked a better time or place to launch their long-planned attack against the Empire. Sten and his men were outgunned, outmanned, and outfought--and no reinforcements could be expected from the besieged Eternal Emperor.

It looked like Sten's number was up. But if he had to go, he didn't intend to go alone...