No Requiem For Earth
"Would you like to hear what I think makes humanity truly greater than the divine?"
"What?" Harry asked, curiously.
"We sing for our dead. We have gathered in great halls all throughout history and bellowed our requiems in honor of those lost and what they have achieved, whether it be a revolutionary invention or the laugh of a crowd. This divine authority you speak of would give us no last song. There would be no requiem for Earth, no echo reverberated throughout time by any god. Where we once existed would be only a lifeless rock, lost to inaction, hushed by the maddening silence of the universe. I deserve my song, Harry, and I believe you do, too."
Harry Brook: Father, veterinarian, botanist, death row inmate. When his day of execution came, he wasn't expecting to wake up five days later. Especially not on a ship floating in Earth's orbit. But as fate would have it, Harry is more important to the human race that vilified him than they ever could have imagined, and their future may rest in his hands. With a shamed scientist, an excommunicated Russian spy, and a hotheaded U.S. agent who holds secrets of her own, the four of them seek redemption while risking the future of all humanity.