Chapter 3

It was like someone had swapped our flight crew out for a different one: they looked the same, but there was no joking or messing about. They were lined up, smartly turned out, without a glimmer of a smile on any of their faces. They meant business. The reality of it was that the next few days would be pretty much all they’d have to do for the best part of a year before we arrived at HD 85512 B (still not calling it New Dawn). Sure, they’d be keeping an eye on things along the way, but everyt...