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Kaira fought not to close her eyes and cower. If Tarkus was going to kill her then she could at least try to make it harder for him.
He scowled at her and shook his head.
“Get out of the b****y way!” he growled.
Kaira stared at him, her mind not processing the words.
“What?” She managed to say.
“Stop blocking the b****y door!”
He gestured impatiently with the lump of metal. Kaira stood there dumbly for another two seconds, not believing what she’d heard, then quickly moved sideways, toward the cargo bay door.
Tarkus immediately stepped forward and placed his hand on the control for the security door. It whisked open silently and he stomped his way through.
Kaira stared after him, fighting against shock at the bizarre turn of events. She found herself following Tarkus through
