August Redburn shut his eyes and took a deep breath of the fresh air. If there was any place he'd like to call home, Planet Gran Canaria would be it. The Zoners have done an excellent job of preserving its natural beauty and political neutrality. Despite the fact that it is home to some of the most ruthless bounty hunters, and many Corsairs, there is an impeccable peace about the planet.
August heard familiar footsteps approaching him from behind.
"Ain't it jes marvl's, August?"
"Erin, you sure have a way with words." She chuckled and gave him a friendly slap on the back. "I take it we've finished loading up the Deuterium?"
"Yes capt'n, s'all filled up. Time t'go?"
"Not yet. Let's enjoy the fresh air a little longer," August said as he crouched to the ground and sifted his fingers through the tall grass.