When contact is lost with Mission Control, Commander John Dennington isn’t overly concerned. Such hiccups in communication are common. The first inkling of the larger problem occurs when he sees the very shape of the world change before his eyes.<br><br>John must ease his crew into a new mission and keep the Station together by any means necessary. The crew jeopardizes their chances by fighting his orders, but Jason Weiss, his mission specialist and the light of his life, makes John’s situation more bearable.<br><br>The smallest malfunction to Station or crew would spell the end for six astronauts trapped high above a ruined Earth. It’s their mission to carry on. Random chance of the universe hasn’t operated in their favor so far, but John is determined to see them all safely home.

Expedition 63 Book 1: Dusk

“Ten more minutes, I think,” ‘Lach replied. The brogue was thick and distracted. “I might have it down to seven if this piece of shit cooperates.”


The oxygen reading wasn’t as good. “I think I can swing seven, but you better hurry the hell up.”


Calm, steady breaths were the key to making his air last, but it was almost too lofty a goal. Every vibration from the debris colliding with his EMU sent a jolt of fear along his spine. His air gauge said he had about twenty minutes left, so seven minutes was a guess. There was no telling how bad the leak was.


“Jason?” John had a pleading note to his voice. He sounded so rattled. “Come to the hatchway, so I can see you.”


Chapter 44