Project Icepack—the Accord’s most disposable black-ops team—is back off the ice and pointed at a new target: a smuggler trafficking enough black-market anti-matter to turn the Red Planet into a sheet of glass.
The job seems simple: infiltrate, neutralize, and try not to start an interplanetary incident before breakfast.
But on Mars, nothing is as advertised. The “smugglers” aren’t criminals; they’re disgraced scientists. The anti-matter isn’t for sale; it’s for a project that could shatter the foundations of the Accord.
In a place built on secrets, the truth is the deadliest contraband of all. And this time, getting caught won't just mean a trip back to the freezer.
It means learning you were never meant to thaw in the first place.
