Dead On Every World

He never wanted to change the world. He just wanted to be left alone.

Hytemer is nobody special. A practical man on a distant world who fixes broken machines and explains things plainly. But when a casual conversation gets recorded and spreads across a dozen worlds, the most powerful corporations in the galaxy discover something terrifying buried in his DNA — not what he has done, but what he is capable of doing. The financial modeling is unambiguous. The decision is coldly rational. Hytemer has to die.

He isn't arrested. He isn't warned. He simply becomes the target of a contract that doesn't officially exist, issued by a consortium of corporations that has no formal name, no paperwork, and an effectively unlimited budget. There is no government to appeal to. No court that can help him. No exposure that will stop them. The only thing standing between Hytemer and permanent erasure is his own resourcefulness and the one solution that might actually work.

On the run across star systems, hunted by professionals who track him not by his face or his name but by the unique signature written into every cell of his body, Hytemer arrives on a small blue planet on the outer edge of everything. Earth. Unremarkable, largely unmonitored, and home to a scientist doing radical work that nobody in the mainstream research community takes seriously.

Work that might be exactly what he needs.

Dead on Every World is a science fiction thriller about a man who accidentally became dangerous just by telling the truth, a corporation that decided profit was worth more than his existence, and the extraordinary lengths one ordinary person will go to in order to simply survive.

Tense, intelligent, and quietly relentless. This one gets under your skin.