Chapter 8-3

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shouldn’t“Do you…Do you think they’ll interrogate us?” Shandarel stammered. “I have no idea.” Admitting that wasn’t easy for her. She felt this overwhelming urge to provide these people with a plan, some tangible goal they could work toward. Should she try to get them out of the town? If so, how would she go about it? Alsen’s Hill had one SlipGate in Welman Plaza, but there was no way she could get them to it without being spotted by flyer drones. And even if she could, they would need someplace to go. There were thousands of Gates spread across Leyria, but with an enemy fleet in orbit, every last one of them would be locked. Very few people would be willing to open one long enough for a hundred people to come through. Getting them to the train station would be just as difficult. The fl

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