Chapter 2-2
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“What did he want?” Phylicia Cunningham asked Declan angrily as he slowly walked back under the shadow of the transport pod.
“It was just some personal information,” Declan responded coldly.
“It must have been something bad to upset you so visibly. What did he demand of us now?” she pressed.
“He made no demands. If you don’t mind, I’d prefer not to talk about it.”
“Need I remind you that all three of us agreed to disclose everything that Murdock has to say, to keep the elected council informed,” Phylicia responded sternly, poking her finger into his chest for emphasis.
“You don’t need to remind me. I said it was personal, now leave me alone,” Declan snapped back.
Phylicia stopped and stood there with her mouth open, staring at him in disbelief.
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