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She’s about to anshen I nod to the room

It’s someone’s quarters Across froils nearly half aon a shelf, al for thes froanized rows of weapon parts and s I lift one and see the township through the glass

This istrate

Ain’t hard to guess who lives here now

I unbutton ?” Freckles says, wide-eyed

“Had to piss Seems like the best place Look for a map”

I search the room with Freckles when I’ve finished and we find a paper map taped to the wall above a communications console I trace our route to the jail cells and then look down at the coms equipment

It’s all alien to me

I fiddle with the buttons, but only get bursts of static and the internal co: “She got Darran, they’re co…they’re—”

Sonal short I hammer at a few more buttons

“Do you knohat you’re doing?” Freckles asks

“What does it look like?”

“Well, what are you tryin’ to do?”

“I’nal out”

“Me pa was the radio signal operator in esher work “It ht take a second”