My father invented the Hop Drive to save me. I wonder how long my name will stay in the history books before it fades from memory. After all, I can't imagine people reading when they could build a house under the light of a new star instead.
-Rachel Harding, April 3rd, 2101 CE
THE TRAINING ROOM was quiet once Mad finished outlining the operation, nicknamed "Forgebreaker" by the higher-up Revolutionary officers. Eve herself felt numb; it was one thing to know you would venture back into danger eventually. It was another to know exactly how you'd do it.
"Are there any questions?" Mad asked, her hands folded behind her back. "Best to ask them now, while there's still time."
"Say we're successful," Royce said. "We disable the Orbital Defense Cannons. We all escape the facility. Then what? Is there an extraction plan?"