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Mike watched Andi closely. He had no measure of her flexibility of thinking.
Major Jon Swift was a good guy. Nice to Miranda. Even good for her. But he wasn’t the most flexible of thinkers.
Andi was… He wasn’t sure what she was yet.
“They were coming down the canyon’s curve in a hard bank, wrapping close to the cliff.” Andi wasn’t pointing.
Instead, she’d propped her feet in the sand in front of her as if working the flight controls with those and both hands.
“Early in the run, Morales requested permission to fly lower—”
“Take it down to three meters, one-zero feet?” Jeremy spoke up, repeating the transmission they’d heard during the flight. “Cleared to three.” He even had the timing and intonation down.
“Morales was being very careful in his communication with Christianson. But
