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Day 1 He breathed, and according to Cecilion Civil Code 19.73-RW, he was alive again. The chamber hissed open, and he floated out. A cold gleam stung his eyes like white hospital lights. Rust speckled

Day 1 Mason shielded his eyes from blinding light and froze at the sight of his bare hand. No glove—no space suit. His head throbbed, and he closed his eyes. He still saw her—Laura. He’d hit somethin

Carter peered past Mason. Blue light glowed from icy screens embedded in the door of every chamber. Mason stepped back into the hall, eyeing the thousands of windows, each guarding countless chambers.

Day 1 on the HS10 Stolen? Who would steal from Cecilio? The applause of the crowds thundered again in his memory—a blurry mass of people, some waving with smiles and staring with grim faces. Others da

“So now you start rememberin’?” “Now we start using our heads,” Mason examined the chamber. “What are we doing on a Haven Ship?” “Oh, a globeship. My gramma said she rode one of them,” Carter said o

422 Days before the HS10 Mission “You and your team—” “I don’t have a team.” Mason leaned back in the cold metal chair. “You will for this mission.” Mason studied the tablet showing the blueprints fo