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Katie
Bryn looked down at me like I was insane. “Why would we do that?”
“If we want to hunt on his turf, we better get permission first,” I said as the strange orange light lining the ceiling blinked twice and changed to a pale blue. His gaze flashed to the color then back to my face as the ship lurched under our feet. A few loud bangs and strange sounds shuddered up through our feet and I guessed that was some kind of landing gear dropping down from the bottom of the shuttle.
“Permission?” He turned away, releasing me and I felt like I could breathe again. When he was close he sucked up all the good air.
“Yes. He’s a strong leader with an organized, disciplined crew. He’s not going to want a bunch of Hunters or people from the Coalition nosing around in his territory. And if this G
