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CHAPTER ONE
"Rocky, would you take a look at this?"
"That's Capn Jones to you. Show me in the morning." "It's sort of important."
Cirocco was at her wash basin, her face covered in soap. She groped for a towel and wiped the greenish goop away. It was the only kind of soap the recyclers would eat.
She squinted at the two pictures Gaby handed her. "What is it?"
'Just the twelfth satellite of Saturn." Gaby was not entirely successful at hiding her excitement.
"No fooling?" Cirocco frowned from one picture to the other. "Just a lot of little black dots to me."
"Well, yeah. You can't see anything without the comparometer. That's it right there." She indicated an area with her little %er.
"Let's go take a look."
Cirocco rummaged through her locker and found a pea-green shipsuit that smelled as good as any of them. Most of the handy velcro patches were ...
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