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Sarah managed to keep the smile off her face until she was turned away. The float crew would get him in a suit while she finished checking over the pre-mission list.
Javits came over with his engineer’s sign-off that all of his systems were good to go and she sent him to suit up as well.
Track and field.
He had the shape for it. At first she’d thought it was a swimmer’s form, all lean except for legs and shoulders. That how you knew a true rescue swimmer. Most swimmers built up the big shoulders, but the real top guys—like Vicks and Marnham—had thighs of steel as well.
Mr. Torres had surprised her. She’d expected a mouse of a man who never crawled out from his mom’s basement except to get his delivery pizza. Six foot of strapping Latino with dark curly hair, olive skin, and a bright
