How do you stage a mutiny when you're only awake one day in a million? How do you conspire when your tiny handful of potential allies' changes with each job shift? How do you engage an enemy that never sleeps, that sees through your eyes and hears through your ears, and relentlessly, honestly, only wants what's best for you? Trapped aboard the starship Eriophora, Sunday Ahzmundin is about to discover the components of any successful revolution: conspiracy, code-and unavoidable casualties

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