“Through hyperspace?” Ebling Mis interposed wearily, “That can be done—given a good ship and a great pilot. But the possibility doesn't impress me. “I haven't been masking my trail,” insisted Toran. “I've been building up take-off speed on the straight.
“Torie! Where's your uniform? What are you doing in civvies?” Randu is holed up with Ebling Mis right now, and what it's all about, I don't know. So there you have everything. “Am I going?” She moved towards him impulsively. He kissed her before he answered, “I believe so.
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