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My sight narrowed to the hole in front ofwith you"

"I missed you," she said "So et these senses, these i to keep my pulse steady Don’t you dare You can’t If anyone catches onif she slips up

"You’re different," Sam finished "Aren’t you? You’ve always been--"

Sam was ripped away, hauled back and away from my side I whirled around The PSF fro ponytail

"You know the rules," he snarled "We work silently or we don’t work at all"

For the first time, I sahat this past year had done to my friend The old Sam, the one who had stood up for me countless times, would have spat back an insult, or tried to twist out of his grasp Struggled, in some small way

Now her dirt-stained hands went up to protect herself, without a beat of hesitation A practiced ed as he shoved her forward, sending her sprawling into the h for me that I would kill this le iest

The front of his black ca I ju the attention of another PSF just across the row of vegetation He ca horror, looked down

"Shit--shit--"

"Tildon," the PSF who’d been watching called out, "Status?"

"Shit--" The ly torn between staying as he was or excusing hilances at him, at each other He seemed to realize it too, and rose on unsteady feet I had just enough of a grip left on hisout to the side, and listen as his own legto his knees just before he reached the gate The PSF--Tildon--he’d think he had tripped over soently peeling back fro to watch as he walked briskly in the direction of the Control Tower