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WE ALL JUMPED UP. We’d been lazing and relaxing, and suddenly everyone was awake.
I started organising my team.
Thayu was coming. Nicha was coming. Both had bathed and looked reasonably rested. Veyada had needed to deal with some legal issue upon his return and hadn’t had time to clean himself. He looked exhausted, but would not be left behind.
“This could be dangerous,” he said. “We all need to go.”
He was right. And I was glad of Veyada’s continued contribution to my team. He had become very dear to me.
I went into the bedroom and donned the horrible armour again, strapping on my gun. Thayu had three guns, all visible and charged. Two on her arms, one at her hip. She’d have a selection of zappers, stunners and knives in her pockets. Her belt bristled with listening, code-breakin
