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Salvage Runner
Salvage Runner · Book 1
One quarantined reef. Thirty frozen lives. A crew with nothing left to lose.
One quarantined reef. Thirty frozen lives. A crew with nothing left to lose. Caden Cole is broke, blacklisted, and flying on a dead man's variance. His inheritance: a rusted salvage tug, a crew of misfits who argue like family, and an illegal juvenile AI hidden in the wiring—learning to be brave before it's wise. The job sounds simple. Breach a quarantined research hulk before the seals lock for a decade. Extract the cargo. Get paid. Get out. Nothing about it is simple. The hulk holds cryo pods with people still inside. A privateer captain is circling with better guns and worse intentions. The compliance officer who stamped Cade's permit is already selling him out. And somewhere in the union's own rulebook, buried under years of corporate rewrites, is a clause that says life comes before contracts—if anyone is brave enough to read it out loud. To save the sleepers, Cade's crew will have to reroute power through systems that weren't built to share, walk the hull in a debris field, and broadcast their position to every authority that wants them gone. The medic draws the line on safety. The navigator draws the line on law. The wreck-tech draws the line on fear. And the AI in the walls holds them all together while something in the dark tries to put a leash on its mind. Salvage Runner is a breakneck space-opera heist about found family, salvage law, and the stubborn belief that doing the right thing shouldn't require permission. Book 1 in the Wreckline series.
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FormatsKindle eBook & Paperback
Publication dateFebruary 14, 2026
Edition1st
Kindle print length270 pages
ISBN978-9190145081
Kindle ASINB0GNGX1L86
LanguageEnglish
ExtentFull-length novel
Paperback pages232 pages
Word count89,000 words
GenreScience fiction · Space opera · Heist
SeriesSalvage Runner
Book in seriesBook 1
Story scopeFirst book in The Salvage Lines series
ToneCharacter-first, cinematic, morally charged
PublisherUTP House
Salvage crews, legal pressure, shipboard tension, tight pacing
Adult, character-driven, morally grounded
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The compliance office on Level Three looked exactly like Cade remembered: narrow, over-lit, and crammed into a corner of the admin sector as if the station itself was embarrassed to admit it needed one.
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A space-opera heist about salvage law, illegal cores, and the cost of doing the right thing.
Caden Cole inherits a salvage tug with more debts than fuel and a ticking impound clock. His only way out is one hard job: enter a quarantined debris reef, win a contested claim, and haul a prize everyone else wants to pretend doesn’t exist.
But the reef isn’t just wreckage. It’s life support. Dozens of cryo pods drift in the dark beside a high-value core, and the ship’s hidden “auxiliary” intelligence, Kite, is the only thing keeping the whole operation from coming apart.
When station compliance starts rewriting the rules mid-salvage and a rival captain circles like a patient predator, Cade’s crew has to choose: go quiet and get picked off in the cracks, or go on record and make the entire system watch.
In the cold between law and vacuum, a salvage run becomes a fight for custody, identity, and who gets to keep the pen.
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The compliance office on Level Three looked exactly like Cade remembered: narrow, over-lit, and crammed into a corner of the admin sector as if the station itself was embarrassed to admit it needed one.
A strip of flickering light panels hummed overhead. The air carried a sharp cleaning-solvent bite over something older—old paper, stale coffee, dried stress. Translite certificates lined the wall: “Excellence in Regulatory Stewardship,” “Gamma Station Quarantine Compliance Award,” all bearing the same name in neat, cramped letters.
Matthias Volker.
The man himself sat behind a desk that was too big for the room and too small for his ego. Matthias’s shirt was pressed sharp, cuffs buttoned. Not a hair on his narrow head was out of place. His console displays were arranged in neat tiers; three stylus pens sat aligned exactly parallel on the blotter.
Cade’s boots squeaked once on the floor. Matthias looked up as if someone had slammed a bulkhead.
“Mr. Cole,” he said, and managed to pack a surprising amount of condescension into two syllables. “I heard the Widdershins ghosted into berth twenty-three this morning.” His gaze flicked to the time at the corner of his screen. “And I see she hasn’t ghosted back out yet.”
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