Fawkes’ POV
My singular night at the resort served me well. I had woken fresh and bright and ready to move on.
Without my ship and my men, I moved slower but unhindered by attention. Barring the royal crest pressed into a piece of leather that I kept hidden in my pack, I was in plainclothes and free to move about far easier than I had in months. To be fair, I had been on active duty for months.
I would probably take some time off after this was over.
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Before I looked for the scientist Alex had told me about, I detoured to the offices of Lunar Cycle Private Security. Their office was housed in another tower, though it was still much shorter than the skyscraper at the city centre.
The office was all smooth lines and polished surfaces, and I felt a little out of place in my dusty cl
