Chapter Six
The small, formal ceremony came to a close, concluding with the joyous shouts of twenty young men. Thirty-six started the program six months ago, but of those gathered today, Byron doubted any thought about the ones who’d failed. They were officially Cosbolt pilots and navigators now.
Byron returned to his quarters to retrieve his gear. The men were departing at once for Cassa and three days of much needed leave. He couldn’t even remember his last free day. Byron intended to live it up until he reported for his first official assignment as a pilot. He still needed a navigator, which might require another month or two on Cassa, but that problem could wait. Three days to revel in his success sounded wonderful.
Slinging his bag over his shoulder, he surveyed his quarters one mo
