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The Gate Room was large enough to hold a few dozen people. Windows on the slanted wall to Jack's right looked out on a field of stars and black tiles stretched from corner to corner.
A large control console was operated by a young man in a black uniform who frowned as he stared down at the screen. He tapped a few commands, and Jack could all but feel the SlipGate powering up behind him.
He stood side by side with Jena.
His new boss looked pensive, her lips pressed together as she stared off into space. “Well, this should be interesting,” she said with a nod. “It just isn't a party without some juicy piece of gossip floating around.”
Closing his eyes, Jack let his head hang. He took a deep breath through his nose. “I hope you know what you're in for,” he began. “Bringing me along is
