The anniversary of Hightower’s betrayal dawned much as any other day on Titan. Reveille came early to bring everyone out of their racks and off to whatever their first duty of the day would be. Floyd joined the rest of his squad in a quick march to morning chow and then to the first of their day’s classes. It was hard to behave as if everything was routine, as if the next dawn might not see the escapees either far away or in disgrace or dead. He wished Jamison was there or even Nate, someone who was privy to this plan that seemed more insane by the second. There was no one in his squad to whom he could confide. Thankfully, he could do most of the normal actions on autopilot, only a fragment of his attention and awareness focused on them.
Somehow, he made it through the long hours. He saw
