Down Went McGinty
In the cold silence of orbit, a skeleton crew mans a forgotten American satellite, a rusting outpost in a war the world below seems to have moved past. The Comrades watch from nearby, equally stranded, equally obsolete. What begins as tense standoff between enemies slowly becomes something more complicated: a shared recognition that both crews are pawns in a game nobody down there remembers playing anymore. When loyalty to flag collides with survival, when betrayal offers the only way forward, McGinty and his men must choose between duty and the stark mathematics of staying alive. Fox B. Holden writes with lean, hardboiled precision, turning what could be a simple space opera into a terse meditation on how quickly patriotism becomes anachronism when you're floating thirty thousand miles from the nearest flag to salute.
