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The double doors to the detention centre in Justice Keeper Headquarters were shut tight, and Keli could almost see her reflection in their shiny metal surface. The last time she had been here, she and Tanaben had tried to extract information from Isara, and that encounter had not gone well.
At her side, Jon Andalon stood with hands in the pockets of his black jacket. The man was handsome enough with a chiseled jaw and dark hair that he kept buzzed. Keli supposed that many people found him attractive. Sometimes, she wondered why she did not. Sometimes, she wondered why she was unable to feel that way about anyone that she met, man or woman. “You're sure you want to do this?” Jon asked.
“No,” she admitted. “But I am sure it's necessary.”
The double doors slid apart, and Keli recognize
