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“Where he spends a few decades h the gate ready to na,” Alex said as her club soda arrived

“Which means Marco was just a tool,” Bobbie said

“Kind of knew that,” Amos chimed in

“Free Navy kept

everyone distracted while Duarte got set up on Laconia And we’ve been sitting here patting ourselves on the back and trying to keep all the food supplies where they need to be for thirty-odd years while he’s been getting ready to kick the shit out of us,” Bobbie said “Alex,hiuy he was”

“I sat in his office for a few minutes There are probably some people on Medina who served around the same time he did,” Alex said “If we can find where the Martian vets hang out, we could see if anyone knew him”

“Yeah, that’s a good—” Bobbie started, then stopped when she noticed A un that was no longer there since the Laconian weapon sweeps

“Amos?” she said

“Trouble on the entle tilt of his head

The people he’d nodded toere a group of Belters, old-school OPA by the tats They alking through the drue and heavy for the constant perfect weather of Medina’s drus They kept their heads down and nized one of thestiver, the asshole head of security

“What’s over there?” Bobbie asked

“So section, and some administrative stuff,” Alex replied

“The Laconians took it over,” Clarissa added

“Here we go,” Amos said, and stood up In the distance, the Belters were pulling things out of their coats and bags Bobbie felt the surge of adrenaline in her blood the saer followed ier It felt like being home

Bobbie looked around the little bar for likely cover Nothing within ten steps looked like it would stop a bullet, so she grabbed Alex with one arround with her A the drama play out