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He looked out into the darkness, but they were the only ones there. This was the last set of coordinates on the training document, so it was the right place. But it certainly didn’t say what to do next. Shit! That’s what he’d landed in, a total shithole. Right down the old crapper. Spiderwoman clicked on a cabin light and pulled off her own helmet. He blinked at the surprising brightness, and then again at Captain Danielle Delacroix. He hadn’t been this close to her without her helmet on. Or if he had, he’d been blind. Her features weren’t merely fine, they were elegant. And when she dug her fingers through her hair, the helmet hair went away and the thick mane of dark brown flowed once more down to her shoulders. He’d noticed her beauty before, he must have, but he’d seen her as a fem