"Near Archimedes. The Apennine side. Keep well away from the Grantline
camp. We will probably sight it as we descend."
There was no trajectory needed. We were almost over Archimedes now. I
could drop us with a visible, instrumental course. My mind was
whirling with a confusion of thoughts. What could we do? I met Snap's
gaze.
"Ring us down, Gregg," he said quietly.