Chapter Six
DAY 1074
Usually, James Cowan arrived to work at 0700. Cowan was someone who believed in being prompt, and as the director of the team, he held the others to his standards.
Today the clock showed 0700, and James Cowan had already been there for an hour and a half.
Unable to sleep, he'd slipped out of bed early, careful not to disturb his sleeping wife, and headed into work.
He felt like a kid on Christmas morning. The anticipation of the awakening was so intense, he found himself pacing in and out of the rows of capsules. As he walked, he thought of Sullivan. He would have done almost anything to have his old friend and mentor here with him for this fantastic day.
He noticed the dismantled remains of Miller's capsule in his peripheral vision and experienced a wave of ange
