When they were out, and before the driver closedthe door, Voker said, Thank you, private. His finger moved across therow at Play, from Fun to War. They were outnumbered. She nodded, turned and left.
He'd hardly thought it when automatic weapons fire burst out north of themesshall, where four of the sweep teams should have been waiting fortheir cue to begin their kill sweep of officers' country. She'd have to get her own weight down, she decided. Well, I could have been given a low grade-a failing grade. It hadn't been devastated.
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