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The car Jack had rented settled to a stop with the soft crunching sound of gravel under tires, he wondered for the twentieth time why Anna would ask him to meet her at this random address about an hour outside the city. He didn't think it had anything to do with Leo or anything else along those lines. His girlfriend – it was still strange to think of her in those terms – could be a little impulsive, but if she had found trouble, she would have alerted the rest of the team.
Jack sat in the passenger seat in jeans and a simple black t-shirt. Of course, there was no such thing as a “passenger-side” when this car had no steering wheel, but he was an Earth boy, and he would think in Earth terms, damn it!
Opening the door exposed him to a warm and muggy night where the purple moon sat low
