The introduction track to the space-set noir tale of Dorian Lethridge, Bounty Hunter.

"This story, alike few others, begins at the end.
I find myself running from a shadowed figure on the small, water-based planet Aqueous Alpha-9 of the Antarus Vicinity. I was on a mission of sorts: A bounty hunter, chasing a personal bounty... But now that bounty is chasing me.

The docks zoom by, under my feet, and I can feel the shadow getting closer."

"...FUCK."

"Suddenly, I reach the end of the dock. I would jump, but that would only ensure my demise; The water on Aqueous Alpha-9 is filled with the most volatile parasites in this solar system.

...So I fall to my knees and the shadow approaches. A gun is held to my head, and I look up to see my killer.

'You?'

The image speaks back in a veiled voice,

'Wasn't it obvious, Dorian?'

The shadow pulled the trigger, and the night echoed-out with a bang.

*bang*

Everything went black, and death overtook me..."

The Lethridge Contingency - Chapter 1: The Day I Died

The musical interpretation of a mind reflecting after death.

"How did this all start, you may ask? Well, let’s take a step back and examine the Peavey case. Far as I can see it, that’s when I got myself involved in all this nonsense…"

The Lethridge Contingency - Chapter 1.5: A Time For Contemplation

Dorian chases his bounty into a bar, but he finds something waiting for him...

"My ship lands. X Primagen-6. Broad daylight, hardly an appropriate environment to stalk a target, but some people require special treatment. Four days, I’ve been following this man. All through the streets he has eluded me until now. I have him right where I want him. He slips quickly into a local watering hole: He’s cornered; trapped; mine.

As I enter, I see folks from all walks of life. Legally I can do almost anything, but not everyone’s all too fond of a gun-toting madman: I sit and order a drink.

Barkeep:	What’ll it be?
Dorian:		Driest whiskey you’ve got, barkeep.
Barkeep:	Comin’ right up, boss.

I slip the barkeep the money and begin my search through the bar, drink in hand. It doesn’t take long for me to find him. I glance around, trying to scope-out some sort of vantage point. In doing so I find a variable to the equation the client had happened to leave-out: His company.
Now I’ve been shafted by quite a few clients in my time, but this was a little much. As I weigh my options, the room’s slowed-down and an eerie calm sweeps the place like the plague. It’s now or never.

Target:		Now Dorian, let’s not get foolish.

He knew my name, confirming this was a trap; a fake target, but not my first. I reach for my weapon, but it’s too late. Two guys behind me and the three at the table; things quickly get messy.

By the time it’s all over, the bar’s cleared-out and the target lies wounded. He’s not finished, but he’s about to wish he was.

I can collect my pay and move-on to the next job…"

The Lethridge Contingency - Chapter 2, The Peavey Case

The Lethridge Contingency. Here you will find a project unlike any other. Blending rock, Theater, Radio play, spoken word narrative, action, adventure, drama and betrayal entertwined with recurring symphonic and conceptual orchestral pieces, you can follow our main character Dorian Lethridge, as he journeys from planet to planet chasing wanted criminals for bounties and trying to recap the events that lead up to his death, to discover once and for all who killed him, and why.

Recorded by http://soundcloud.com/nwawallace.