“Here.” Jarrett scribbled down the code for the component and handed it to Marc. “Go get that out of the stores. There should be several spares. Bring two.” Marc scrambled up and hurried away. Jarrett quickly turned on his own flashlight before Marc took the light from his away.
He lay there on his stomach while he waited, wrapping the blanket he had draped around himself closer. This was partly his fault, he thought again. He should have found this problem in the computer, but he’d been focused on getting control and then eliminating the records of his appearance. Would have served him right if he’d done all that and then frozen or suffocated to death in a power failure. Always keep your eye on the big picture. A good commander knows that. His focus had become too narrow, the effect of t
