Theo Warden

Way Out There

“We need you to obtain an item for us.” A rugged bounty hunter leans back in his chair, spinning a rusted and damaged coin between his fingers. He watches the uninvited men cautiously in an attempt to read their intentions. He had only popped into the shabby bar for a quick drink when he was approached by his current company. Hell, he wasn’t even looking for a new job so soon, yet this just happened to fall right into his lap. “What makes you think I want to?”