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. He turned to the left. The shuttle did not.
Rowan checked his instruments. They registered the correct turn, but the shuttle was flying in the same direction, at the same angle of ingress.
"Computer, release flight control to me."
"Flight control is already in pilot's control."
"Computer, your systems registered a turn, but the shuttle has not turned. Explain."
"Flight and navigation computers have registered a turn of forty-one degrees. Your new bearing is twenty-one degrees, angle of descent thirty-one degrees, speed of ..."
Rowan didn't need to hear his speed, which was rapidly increasing. What the hell was wrong?
Nothing--according to the computer.
"Computer, bring up maintenance routine two-one--flight controls."
A text message flashed across the display console: Access denied.
Rowan swore. The shuttle was now nearing dangerous velocity. The hull temperature was rising due to friction with the moon's atmosphere.
"Computer, how long until impact with the moon's surface?"
"Four minutes thirty-one seconds."
The hull temperature indicator continued to rise.
"How long until hull has lost integrity?"
"Two minutes three seconds."
Rowan activated the comm. "Sunray, this is Javelin. Mayday! Mayday! Mayday! My nav computer is out and I can't bring up the maintenance routines in order to correct it. Manual is out
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