Coda-3
Miri got butterflies in her stomach as Lucan rolled up the window of the limousine. “Are you sure about this?” she asked. Lucan relaxed in his seat and put his arm around Celesse. “Hell if I know,” he said. “But it’s our only shot.” Celesse had lightened up somewhat since the ride to the Hall of Governance. “Whatever happens, it’s going to get interesting from here on out,” she said. “You sure you can handle it, Miri?” Miri didn’t know. They had spent the last hour discussing the plan over and over. She didn’t like it from the beginning, she didn’t like it after Celesse sweet-talked it, and she especially didn’t like it now. But she didn’t have much of a choice. “How many times are you going to ask me that expecting a different answer?” “Just checking,” Celesse said. “Cold feet or
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