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Jack walked to the door at the end of the cell-block without waiting to see if Arin and Novol would follow him. Spatial awareness told him that they were both right behind him, flanking him on either side. Novol held that rifle tight. Chances were he would need to use it soon. “Avoid lethal force,” Jack said. “No killing unless they leave you with no other options.”
“Are you insane?” Arin protested.
Chewing on his lip, Jack nodded slowly. “Possibly,” he said. “But we're not at war with these people, and I'm not inclined to start one. We get to the shuttle bay and get out with minimal casualties.”
The door began to slide open.
Jack ran toward it.
He jumped and twirled in midair, kicking out behind himself to strike the chest of one of the two men who stood side by side in the openi
