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The four of thee of Friday Miriam felt a chill climb up her spine She waved her hand in front of her desk and ht up the chief of Northern Territory Enforcement

“Yes, ma’am,” the woman barked She’d been born into the military and breathed Enforcement in all its forms

“Friday Jones Full investigation Leave nothing uncovered”

“When do you want it?”

“Now”

“Yes, e disappeared

Mirialass of her desktop

“You think she’s with Freedo

“I hope to hell she isn’t” Serge thrust his fingers through his overgrown hair “If she is, then this just got a million times worse for all of us Because this comedy show”—he pointed at the newsfeed—“has let her kno important the information inside her head is to us”

Miria theout the obvious

Their four coht control the civilized world, but if the scientist orking with Freedonite a war Freedo to unite the people behind it And Friday Jones could do exactly that

“We’ll get her” It was a promise Miriam held the eyes of her peers

“Yes” Ju-Long stared back at her “Yes We will”

There were no other options

Chapter Seven