It might be true that there's no rest for the wicked - but Sloane Tarnish wishes they'd at least take a nap. Unfortunately, the Cosmic Trade Federation is too excited to sleep. All keyed up about their little bid to establish a galactic empire, and all that. They've wrapped her home system in an iron grip - literally - and she's desperate for news of her family. Torn between the urge to jet home to save them and the...