by Andrew J. Robinson

Planet Terra was a bleak and savage world, a mix of dense jungles and brutal deserts. Two kinds of people visited it: slave merchants and big game hunters. That is, until a fleeing space ship deposits young Lexa of the Clan Sinclair at the edge of the Merica Desert. With no memory of who she is, and what the web-like tattoo on her hand means, she joins a caravan on its journey to Manhat. Meanwhile, two great battle cruisers search for her, for the fate of the galaxy rests literally in the palm of her hand.