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Drifter turned his face away and furrowed his brow. “No.”
Allie’s eyes widened. “But you look human.”
“One thing you will learn in this vast universe, dear Allie-” Bina spoke up from the shadows of the kitchenette, “-is that the familiar isn’t always the same.”
Allie returned her attention to Drifter. “Then what are you?”
“Right now, that’s less important than finding that device,” he pointed out as he stood. His brilliant blue eyes swept over the room, and he furrowed his brow. “If I were Mr. Lagunov, where would I have hidden the device?”
“The kitchen,” Bina mused as she returned her attention to the cupboards.
Drifter arched an eyebrow. “Why there?”
Bina pulled out another drawer. “Because everything has to eat, and by his size I’d say he had his share of meals.”
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