Anthony thought, “The course schematic says it is.” Verity squinted at the stars beyond the bridge window, scrutinizing them for hints of which one might be the Jupiter orbital complex. “I can’t see it.” “If we could see it, it would be able to see us. Try it on the scope.” Her hand slid to a panel on the left side of the console. When she looked, she saw it was indeed the screen and controls for the magnification viewer. An image came to her mind of Anthony Cornelian sitting at these controls, his fingers touching these switches, dials and imaging screens that hers now pressed and turned. Those same fingers now lay frozen and lifeless at the bottom of a crater back on Callisto. For an instant she felt like a trespasser--a murderer and usurper. The screen came on, and Verity adjusted the coordinates to match the readout the course program gave as being the location of the orbital.
