Fletcher Connolly hasn\'t got a lot to lose.
As if that isn\'t enough he has a hard time convincing himself his luck is.
As the first mate of an old, decrepit exploration ship--the Skint Idjit --things can\'t get much worse.
Since he, and half the galaxy, signed on to the rat race of the technological relics trade, Fletch has long since come to terms with the idea that he will join the ranks of the unlucky explorers that perish lightyears from home without ten cents to his name.
Fletcher Connolly hasn\'t got a lot to lose