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Kira
The Vice Admiral’s door was closed. I could see that it was down the long hallway and walked straight there as her assistant chased me, mumbling bullshit about Niobe being on a very important call.
Whatever. I’d show her a f*****g important call. Angh was in the brig? Scheduled for execution?
No. Heads were going to roll and it wasn’t going to be my mate’s. The Vice Admiral’s, if necessary.
When the door wouldn’t open, I cursed a human blue streak, then used my emergency code to override the lock. Rank had its privileges.
“Captain,” the assistant called. “What do you think you are doing? You can’t go in there!”
I turned, my hand on the ion blaster at my hip. I didn’t draw the weapon, but the threat was there. It was real, very f*****g real. “Get out of here,” I practically s
