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What was left of Dr. Brisbane was lying on the ground. Tycho stood in the center of a ring of gun barrels, all pointed at him. He was surrounded by soldiers. Xris didn't recognize the uniforms or the insignias. It didn't matter anyway.
Pivoting on his mechanical leg, he stumped across the balcony.
"We're going to have company," he announced to Harry.
"Huh?" Harry cupped his hand over his ear.
Xris grabbed hold of the big man's arm, pulled him into the room.
"Xris!" Rowan's voice was frantic, halted Xris where he stood. "We're reading another signature! I repeat, another signature! It appeared practically the moment the main device went down. It's weaker than the first, but that doesn't matter. According to our readings, this device is located in the immediate vicinity of the king!"
Xris shook his head, sighed. These guys were good. Damn good.
"Okay, Rowan, you and Quong--"
"No good, Xris, I'm afraid," the doctor's voice chimed in, steady, calm. "We're not going anywhere. We're surrounded."
Xris heard ominous sounds, knew what was coming.
"Yeah," he said. "I know the feeling."
Heavily armed soldiers, their faces concealed behind helmets, surged into the hotel room. They wore some sort of markings on their body armor, but Xris was too dazed and exhausted to make any sense of them. The soldiers leveled beam rifles at him
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