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. Jamil even peered up into the sky, as if he might catch a glimpse of Naval battleships cruising among the clouds.
"A lot of people know about Journey's End, Xris. Your friend Dixter, for one. He's been a guest here." Jamil shook his head gloomily. "The Marines are probably on the way."
"They'll have to get through Olefsky first. He's a major power in this part of the galaxy and no one, not even the Lord Admiral, will want to offend him. Still, you've got a point. We should get ready to move out." Xris opened up the commlink. "Harry, make it quick. We could have company."
"Rowan says five minutes," Harry reported, then added, "She sure is a nice guy."
"Yeah," Xris muttered. "She sure is."
He saw again in his mind Harry take hold--politely--of Rowan's arm. Rowan thanking Harry--politely--and then gently, politely, moving away. For the first time since they'd come together, it occurred to Xris to wonder if his friend was now a woman as in... well... a woman. Or was this disguise only skin deep? His file said he'd taken female hormone shots. Xris wondered what that meant exactly. He'd have to ask Raoul, who was most assuredly informed on the matter. Adonians were said to change sex as easily and as often as they changed clothes.
Rowan acted like a woman, but then he had always been a good actor, one reason he'd done so well infiltrating the Hung. He was forced to play his roles as if his life depended on them and he'd been playing this role for almost seven years now
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