Chapter Seven
Arising early, Byron dressed in his new flight suit. Personal computer pad in hand, he went in search of the dining hall. He expected an assortment of personnel, but on this level, only officers resided at the tables. He received a few stares while retrieving his food but chose to ignore the curious onlookers. Securing one end of a table to himself, he used the time to scan the drills once more. Byron would not allow himself to break pattern or fail to perform a maneuver during his very first official flight.
The other pilots and navigators were just beginning to arrive when he entered the briefing room. Feeling uneasy after the earlier scrutiny, Byron elected to postpone social interaction and selected a seat on the far edge of the room. He tried to tune out the conversati
