Perseus Arm: Luxus University World, 4185 The candyapple red yacht darted out of hyper at the edge of the Luxus system flawlessly, almost recklessly. Its navigational coordinates had to be recent, fresh out of Deneb 4.It negotiated satellites and stations like there had been trial runs. There hadn't. The pilots were simply good, very good. System police barely had time to raise eyebrows and alerts.Then priorities override codes casted in.The yacht was permitted to continue toward the second planet without even having to register title.It broke atmosphere without hesitation, slowing only a little then, coasting toward the mirror seas. There wasn't a scratch on it. Obscenely expensive, seductively luxurious, the yacht was embossed with the name RIPTIDE in letters two meters high and either side.It looked frighteningly out of place when it water ported on the placid inland sea of Lake Lux. Yet there it was among a cache of small white in-system shuttles, tugs, transports and water ships. Vincent Leavel noticed the red yacht early that same morning from an elevated maglev train that ran along the waterfront.He smiled when he saw the Riptide's oversize hyper drives.The lines of the yacht were sleek, sexy, bent forward as if ready for action. "Hot, quick, and easy." He whispered to himself...