Trespassers — T.R. Cameron

His stomach sank…

…as he watched from the bridge.

What was this place?

Lieutenant Commander Cross was on shift and in command when they were dragged through the wormhole. Now, the UAL Washington DC, a Destroyer, was in the middle of a strange asteroid field and the AAN Gagarin, which they had been chasing, sat waiting.

Was it a trap?

As the sensors cried out and his team tried to understand the readings, he had to stay focused on the battle at hand. Cross knows his job, he's dreamed of this moment, and they don't have time to wait for the Captain to get to the bridge.

He must make the call!

“Cross, we have a vessel off to starboard.”

Cross stood, “Is it one of ours or theirs?”

“Neither, it's not from Earth.”

In the middle of an epic battle, at the edge of the first major victory of his career, Cross has made first contact.

What's the right move?

You'll love this Military Sci-fi Space Opera, because of the battles, characters, and the plentiful helpings of snarky banter.

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