Fletcher Connolly hasn't got a lot to lose. Since he, and half the galaxy, signed on to the rat race of the technological relics trade, Fletch has long since come to terms with the idea that he will join the ranks of the unlucky explorers that perish lightyears from home without ten cents to his name.
As the first mate of an old, decrepit exploration ship--the Skint Idjit--things can't get much worse. As if that isn't enough he has a hard time convincing himself his luck is bound to change when he finds himself stranded on the planet Suckass, on a remote branch of the Interstellar Railroad. With his new assignment an unlikely candidate to hide alien treasures, true to his personality, Fletch settles down to work on his tan.
But when disaster strikes and a member of his crew is killed, he finds himself torn between loyalty to the surviving crew and the siren song of an unsuspected trove of A-tech.
Can Fletch save the Skint Idjit and her crew from a horrible death? Or will he ignore their dying screams and laugh all the way to the bank?
