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Mick watched for the first one to unfreeze; a junior officer twitched like he’d had his butt pinched.
Mick dodged the Linda back into the storm with all the agility of her Terminator II namesake the moment before the deck lights flashed on.
“Camera.” It was their first really close look at a Nampo-class light frigate; though he had no time to look himself.
“Never stopped recording,” Patty answered back.
“Good girl,” not that he’d expected less.
“Woman!” She sniped back just as he’d planned.
“Where?”
Her growl was music to his ears.
This time he approached from the starboard side, flew directly over the bridge and disappeared to port.
“Woman! Like the one who’s gonna shove you out on the next fly-by. Then you’ll be shipped off to North Korea and no longer chapping my ass.”
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