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“I—”
“No! And not you either,” Lizzy aimed a finger at Holly’s chest.
“I have to be on that flight.” Miranda could feel a pain welling up in her chest but unable to find any other way out.
“No. You don’t. Are you a weapons specialist? A pilot?” Lizzy jabbed a finger toward the Ghostrider freshly landed from Eglin Air Force Base and now looming behind them on the Lackland Air Force Base tarmac in San Antonio, Texas. “That’s a plane of war, going on a mission of war. The flight you need to be on is home to the Pacific Northwest. I’ll make sure you get constant updates.”
Miranda couldn’t lose another person. Especially not her team. They were the only ones who really knew her. They were her—
Holly slid an arm around her shoulders and held her tightly in a sideways hug. It was all tha
