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“She was here.”
Han had come to add more to the growing pile of information Hamal acquired. Not that it formed full coherency. Not that it assisted him in figuring out how to make her safe now.
Arlo joined the impromptu meeting, much to everyone’s annoyance, though they couldn’t very well ask him to leave. It was his island.
Except for Arlo, privy to Han’s information, they stared at Sabik as if he’d sprouted a second head. Even Sargas had no comment to add.
“Well, to be clear, not here the island, but with us.”
Hamal paused to process, paused to stifle the question to why this was only coming up now. He gulped cold coffee, clung to the vestiges of his dying patience, and stared at the pair, Sabik seated, Arlo standing behind him.
“So, all that time but she can’t remember she was
