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Chapter 12

I walk the three blocks to Alden’s

quarters as planned, head down and chin tucked into my collar,

watching the sidewalk move away beneath my feet until I feel a

little woozy and the concrete threatens to loom up and smack me in

the face. Damn equilibrium.

I haven’t been the same since that day

we ran maneuvers eighteen months ago and my plane took a nose dive.

In haunting nightmares for weeks afterward, I still struggled with

the seat release, trying to get the hatch open, trying to

eject.

The world was a whirl of blinking

lights and screaming controls, the ground spinning up on me way too

fast, the throttle jerking in my hand until it was just easier to

let go. Tomas was the only thing that kept me from giving in when

my plane seemed desperate to kill me. Even now I have to close my

eyes against the memory—I feel the world start to shake apart, I

hear the klaxon warnings blare in my ears, and it’s all I can do to