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Vin's Rules: Outer Settlement Agency, #4
Vin's Rules: Outer Settlement Agency, #4
Vin's Rules: Outer Settlement Agency, #4
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When Vin Dhoma's trapped in a rough Quadrant of space with regulation-happy Allie Ert’zod, he swears with everything in him to get the hottie to loosen up a bit. Hell, she comes from a family of space pirates! How hard can it be?

Well, tough and getting tougher when you add in the little hiccup of having to run for their lives. They’ve stumbled upon the wrong town and ticked off the wrong people. If they have a shot of getting out of there, it’ll take his cockiness and her level head to see them through. And guns. Lots and lots of guns.

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Release dateSep 21, 2015
ISBN9781513017396
Vin's Rules: Outer Settlement Agency, #4
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Lyn Brittan

Lyn grew up wanting to live like her heroes, James Bond and Indiana Jones. She wasn't totally successful and never had to shoot her way out of a hotel bedroom. She's still coming to terms with it. Awards and woot-woots include: USA Today Bestseller, 2013 and 2014 Galaxy Award Winner.

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    Vin's Rules - Lyn Brittan

    VIN’S RULES

    Outer Settlement Agency

    By

    Lyn Brittan

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    Also by Lyn Brittan

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    Sergeant of Ambra  (Eric and Glori)

    Duke of Ambra  (Kent and Elena)

    Count of Ambra  (Anderson and Kendall)

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    Dirty Djinn

    The Genie’s Witch  (Tig and Dinah)

    A Genie’s Love  (Faruq and Cassia)

    The Cowboy Genie’s Wife  (Fazil and Rosa)

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    Solia’s Moon  (Giancarlo and Solia)

    Anja’s Star  (Retzi and Anja)

    Quinn’s Quasar  (Prio and Quinn)

    Lana’s Comet  (Cyprus and Lana)

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    About Vin’s Rules

    When Vin Dhoma gets trapped in a rough Quadrant of space with regulation-happy Allie Ert’zod, he swears with everything in him to get the hottie to loosen up a bit. Hell, she comes from a family of space pirates! How hard can it be?

    Well, tough and getting tougher when you add in the little hiccup of having to run for their lives. They’ve stumbled upon the wrong town and ticked off the wrong people. If they have a shot of getting out of there, it’ll take his cockiness and her level head to see them through. And guns. Lots and lots of guns.

    Chapter One

    Have you rechecked your bearings?

    Vin Dhoma swore under his breath then lowered the shuttle somewhere in the 135th Quadrant of this lame-ass Jupiter moon. I’ve been doing this a few years, lady.

    The raven-haired beauty rolled her eyes as her head snapped up from her omnitablet. No doubt her hand was tired from noting all of his so-called infractions. You may refer to me as Inspector Ert’zod.

    You sure about that? I thought Ert’zods were fun. Your family has pirates and sheriffs and... well... then there’s you. He flipped the dials as they touched the ground. Why are you so average, Allie Ert’zod?"

    Excuse me?

    Well, I’m just saying that—

    It’s against Outer Settlement Agency regulations to...

    Blah, blah, blah.

    Everything was against regulation with this woman. She probably had him down for breathing wrong too. Since they’d started this trip, he’d been told that his shirt was too long, his flying was too fast, his earrings unapproved, and his language a touch too coarse.

    Seriously, what the fuck?

    Are you listening to me, Dhoma?

    Vin and yes.

    No, he wasn’t. How could he? All the words blurred together in a long string of: you’re doing this wrong, interrupted every three words with quoted regulation. Here he was just about to land a shuttle in the middle of a damn near jungle in a space the size of a bathroom. A little congratulations? Maybe a pat on the back?

    And furthermore...

    Nope.

    She could have been his type. Curvy, just like he liked them—built to fill a man’s hands. Smart too. Damn, he loved a smart woman. Unfortunately, she was also a smart ass, and that he couldn’t deal with.

    Fucking shame.

    He sighed, lamenting the loss of a good body and a good mind to OSA’s Regulation Department.

    The vessel landed with the barest of touches. Gentle. Easy. Fantastic.

    Inspector Boring cleared her throat. You forgot to check dash screens 426 and 13 for—

    Lady, sorry, Inspector Ert’zod, I’m pretty awesome. At her dropping jaw and rising eyebrows, he bit back his grin. I don’t mean that to sound cocky. But I truly am.

    Cocky?

    Awesome. But I appreciate your attempt at humor. I do. It’s a step in the right direction. Now listen, you’ve got my file. You see that I’m one of the highest rated security guys in the Milky Way.

    The regulations state—

    Aww, here we go.

    Little trooper that she was, Allie Ert’zod ticked off a few more dozen things he’d done wrong. More, she’d stated her case. Again. That all upper level OSA had to be reviewed every few years. No one got to rest on their laurels within The Agency.

    Allie, I’m sorry.

    Allison. I mean, Ert’zod. Just call me Ert’zod. I accept your—

    I’m sorry that you’re not as cool as your father and grandfather. That’s really gotta suck. Note that in your little review too.

    ***

    She hated him. With every fiber of her being, she hated this man. How could one person not take anything seriously?

    She’d grown up with fools like this. Now she had to monitor them. And of course, everything had gone wrong from the start. One of the quieter quadrants had suddenly gone too quiet. The government liked things peaceful but no requests for higher judgments on cases? Not a single petition for, well, anything? It wasn’t normal. OSA needed someone to check in on it and her most recent case, Vin Dhoma, volunteered.

    He’d probably done it to try to shake her off. Good luck. Some familial traits had made it into her. Stick-to-it-ness chief among them. The result was that now she was in the back of beyond with a man too dumb and too cute for his own good.

    So, okay, he wasn’t dumb.

    And yeah, maybe she didn’t hate-hate him, but she had to nail this assignment. It was her first proper one, all on her own, and she had a reputation to uphold. Or rather, shoot down.

    Whatever.

    People had to know that Ert’zods were physically capable of following the rules. She’d perform brilliantly and dared anyone to stop her. Especially not this idiot.

    Why are you glaring at me? What did I do now? he asked, rising from his seat.

    Uh, well, yes. You’re supposed to—sorry—could you stop piddling around while I’m speaking to you? Thank you. Now, you’re supposed to wait for contact before stepping out.

    The gorgeous blond flashed the whitest teeth she’d ever seen on a man. Sorry, luv. Order fourteen, subsection nine.

    Her fingers flittered across her omnitablet screen to the OSA manual, and she clicked her tongue. Crap, he was right. This wasn’t a contact visit or a required one—both of which demanded immediate contact at landing. This fell under a special heading and therefore... You appear to be correct.

    Nice. How much did it hurt you to admit that, Inspector Ert’zod?

    Let’s just get this over with.

    The man’s wide, muscled shoulders rumbled beneath his skin-tight blue shirt. He could at least have the good grace to hide his laughter. But no, that didn’t seem to be his style. Neither that man nor his choice of clothing hid much.

    You’ve gotta learn to relax, Allie. Tell you what. I’m going to check this place out. See what’s up. You stay here. Watch some funny programs on your omnitablet and try to be in a better mood when I return. Basically, do anything other than being you.

    My job is to monitor. I go where you go.

    He raked his hands over his cropped hair and shook his head. Too dangerous. I came here thinking to scare you off.

    I knew it!

    But... hey... but, since you had the nerve to stick around—and massive points for that—I need to keep you safe.

    I can protect myself, Dhoma.

    Vin. He pinched the bridge of his nose and held up a hand in surrender. There’s a good chance you’ll see some unregulated stuff.

    I highly doubt there’s anything worse out there than you in here.

    Look at you with another joke. Fun, isn’t it? And lady, for both our sakes, I hope you’re right.

    Chapter Two

    They beat back rover-sized green and blue leaves as they exited the shuttle. The fool had not, of course, double checked the air before stepping outside. He even had the nerve to snort when she donned her

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