Late yesterday, he had picked up his orders at the office of old General Totten, the chief of engineers. Brevet First Lieutenant William Hazard was assigned to the Department of Washington and instructed to report to a Captain Melancthon Elijah Farmer for temporary duty until his regular unit, Company A — all there was of the United States Army Corps of Engineers — returned from another project. Billy had missed the departure of Company A because he'd been recuperating at his home in Lehigh Station, Pennsylvania, where he'd taken his new bride, Brett. He'd married her at the Main plantation in South Carolina and then nearly been murdered for it by one of her former suitors.

Charles Main had saved his life. Billy's left arm occasionally ached from the derringer ball that could have killed him but didn't. The ache served a useful purpose. It reminded him that he would forever be Charles Main's debtor. That was true even though the friends had taken opposite sides in this peculiar, half-unwanted, still-unstarted war.

The breakfast had appeased his hunger, but it hadn't relieved his foreboding. Billy was a good engineer. He excelled in mathematics and liked the predictability of equations and such things as standard recipes for construction mortar. Now he faced a future neither neat nor predictable.

What's more, he faced it in isolation. He was cut off from his fellow engineers; from his wife, whom he loved deeply; and, by choice, from one of his older brothers. Stanley Hazard lived in the city with his disagreeable wife, Isabel, and their twin sons. Stanley had been taken along to the War Department by his political mentor, Simon Cameron.