Revolt was flaring on Callisto, and Peter Duane held the secret that would make the uprising a success or failure. Yet he could make no move, could favor no side--his memory was gone--he didn't know for whom he fought. Duane's hand flicked to his waist and hung there, poised. His dis-gun remained undrawn.…
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