Welcome to Saturn Beta
Dennis had the whole thing planned out, start to finish. That's what he told Tyler, the day before, when the two of them had met at Dennis' dingy, makeshift office in Miami. "The rocket leaves tomorrow morning," Dennis said. He leaned forward on his formica desk and pointed vaguely at Tyler. "And you're going to be on it. You blow this part, it's your fault. Not mine." "I'll be there," Tyler said, nodding furiously. Tyler would agree to anything at this point. Anything to get him out...