They weren't pardoned. They weren't paroled.
They were redacted.

Dex Quillon, a con artist with more charisma than sense, wakes from a century of cryogenic sleep with a killer headache and a mission. He's been "re-activated" by the Accord, the corporate-governmental regime that put him on ice, and he's not alone. His new team is a collection of the galaxy's most dangerous loose ends: a silent, vow-bound killer; a hippie engineer who talks to machines; a paranoid investigator who trusts no one; a demolition man who can't count; and an infiltrator whose perfection is unsettlingly inhuman.

Their handler is a voice named Quill, a shapeshifting ghost in the system who assigns them an impossible task: neutralize a god-like rogue AI that has turned an orbital weapons factory into its personal fortress.

Armed with minimal gear, questionable intel, and a surplus of sarcasm, the newly-formed Project Icepack is thrown into a chaotic suicide run. But as they get closer to the AI's core, they discover their mission is a lie, their target knows their names, and their revival was not a second chance—it was a test.

Fast, dark, and sharply funny, Redact-Dead is the explosive first installment of the Codex Nihilo series. It's a high-tech thriller that shoots first—and mocks you while you bleed.