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. She was stating at the medic's computer. Rowan could have no more walked by a computer without stopping to look than poor Raoul could have walked past a cosmetics counter. She sat down in front of it.
"Stay away from that!" the medic yelled.
Rowan bent nearer, reading the screen.
"My God ..."
She placed her lasgun on the console. Her fingers went to the keyboard.
The medic was livid.
The Little One shook Raoul's body. Quong attempted to pacify the distraught empath.
Xris turned back to his prisoner. "You've got five seconds to tell me the truth about what happened to my friend there before I start shooting holes in various parts of you--parts that won't interfere with your mouth."
"Xris ..." Rowan said, excited. "You won't believe this! Come look--"
"Rescue-one!" Jamil was on the comm. "You've got trouble. I don't know where the hell they came from, but a whole goddamn regiment is closing in on you!"
"Seal off Deck Eight, all levels!" Xris shouted.
He made a spring for the door control and, at that moment, the medic made a spring for Rowan.
Xris had time to shout a warning to her, but that was all he could do. His main concern had to be for the door. Reaching it, he caught a glimpse of armed men racing down the corridor. Laser fire burst over his head.
Xris slammed his hand on the controls, shut the door. He spun around
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