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. You made sense." Xris massaged his ann. It still ached. "I know everyone's exhausted, but since we only have seventy-two hours, we need to leave right away. We can catch some sleep on the plane. Gather up your gear and let's move out."
The rest left. Xris found himself alone with Rowan. At least as alone as they could be, considering that the Little One was hanging on to Rowan's slacks like a lost child.
Xris decided the best way to go about this was quick, cool, businesslike. "You can't stay here by yourself. It wouldn't be safe. I'll take you over to Olefsky's--"
She was smiling, shaking her head. "I'm coming with you, Xris. I know you don't trust me, but--" "I told you once," Xris interrupted coldly, "I need you alive. Besides, it's not your problem. Raoul's my man and "
"And he's the only way I have to prove to you I'm telling the truth." Rowan rested her hand again on the Little One's shoulder. "He can't tell you what I'm thinking and feeling. I'm not sure he understands. But his friend Raoul will. He will tell you. And you'll believe him, won't you?"
Xris believed already. He couldn't help himself. He was having to work very hard at not believing.
"Yes," he said. "I'll believe him." He snubbed out the twist. "Well, now I guess we go see a man about a dog."
CHAPTER 26
Therefore those who skillfully move opponents make formations that opponents are sure to follow, give what opponents are sure to take
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