Authors note - Sequal sort of to Patterns etched in Starlight, also Zoe and Washes backstories are pure speculation

The enigma that is Solomon Kane should not bring his mission to his workplace.

Considering that his workplace sometimes consisted of him looking over hours of Alliance intelligence and data, including useful tidbits from their Blue Sun allies it should not be that much trouble.

Then again the people he works for and with do not suspect, that among them walks the known Verse’s best and most unknown Data Merc in existence.

He was just another faithful worker for the Alliance like the rest of them.

Data Merc.

He disliked the term; still as a cover it was accurate. For the right price he traded in a commodity more precious then Platinum or gold. Knowledge, which was his leverage and his in with all walks of life. From the nobility to the bandit, the robber baron to the respected judge.

Knowledge was power, and you never could have enough of that could you?

Need to know what the Law knows about your illegal slaving operation? He was the man to call. Want to know if Internal Law where going to investigate you for corruption? Then he was your guardian angel.

There was a price of course, what set him apart from others in his trade was that coin did not interest him. He would pull markers on those who hired him, holding the debt as a bludgeoning tool. To get what he needed, what he knew must be done.

There was always a price for these things after all.

For a Prefect on a distant world it was agreeing to turn a blind eye to certain operations, for a Bandit and his thugs it was to ‘remove’ a particular problem.

They weren’t the only ones who paid, in some ways he paid as well. Corrupt Judges stayed corrupt thanks to his aide. Slavers took people away from their homes to die, broken on far off lands sweating blood and dying alone. Good people where sacrificed and the evil where protected from harm.

More blood spilled for a higher ideal, and Solomon Kane’s