Titan Base
Six weeks later
Clad in identical one-piece, silver-green jumpsuits bearing the Applied Science Corps logo, as well as rank badges decorating the left shoulders, Tom and Rowan swiveled together to take in their spiffy new laboratory and workshop. Although the place looked to be well stocked already, Tom felt sure almost anything he might ask for would be provided posthaste. He’d probably soon have these rooms as cluttered and crowded as his old retreat in the Fleet Estate gatehouse. For now, though, the advantages this magnificent setting offered amazed him.
He would still have a schedule to follow, difficult as it might be. Rowan told him if you were late getting to the mess hall for a meal, there was no scolding. You simply did not eat. As organized and accustomed to discip
