Out on the ice-buried planet, Commander Red Stone led his Free Companions to almost certain death. They died for a dangerous dream that had only one chance in a thousand trillion to come true. Is there a better reason for dying?
The galaxy has outlawed war, but barely tolerates the Company men--groups of mercenaries who fight on behalf of worlds when disputes can't be settled any other way. They could also be hired for protection, as Red Stone's men were hired by the remnant of survivors of Nova-Maurania, whose sun had gone cold, and who had a highly illegal plan to rectify the problem. Potent short about a destroyed planet and the dream of its survivors.