and neither , it seemed , did anyone else . when she finally drifted back to sleep , she dreamed about the men she 'd killed . surprisingly , no one was paying attention to them at the moment . we sat in the middle of the pack , at a folding table with street people at our elbows . can the baron really flame his boot wands ? the real vision hes sounding more and more like the general , thought mac . `` our first human born in space . '' concern and a streak of fear went through bay . 