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“Good to see you too Call ently with a cattle prod,” Avasarala replied, though Aht a hint of a smile on her face

“Sure thing, Madam Uber Secretary This a social call, or…?”

“Why,” Avasarala said, all traces of huone, “are you on Earth?”

“Caet to file a for?”

“Who? Who died?”

“None of your fucking business,” Amos said with a false amiability

“Holden didn’t send you?”

“Nope,” Aer start to warood scotch He tested the restraints, calculating his odds of getting out of the his way past a roo it

“If you’re here for Murtry, he isn’t on Earth right now,” Avasarala said “He claims you beat hiht back Do you mean to finish the job?”

“Murtry swung first, so technically, that was self-defense And if I’d wanted him dead, don’t you think he’d be dead? It’s not like I quit hitting him because I was tired”

“So what, then? If you have a e for es to soht now”

“Holden didn’t sendmyself”

“He —” Avasarala started, but Amos cut her off

“He’s the captain of the ship I sail on, he ain’t the boss of ot personal shit to do, and I cao”

A forward in her chair until she relaxed back into it She let out a long breath that turned into a sigh “You’re fucking serious, aren’t you?”