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Trisha buckled herself in and checked the lie of her rifle across her chest. When she reached for the engine starter, her copilot blocked her hand.
“Where’s your head, O’Malley?” So Roland was still giving her s**t for spacing half of the briefing. Just because she deserved it, she wasn’t going to eat it.
“In the sky, Chief Emerson. In the sky. What else did I miss?”
He released a long-suffering sigh, though they’d only been together for a week. They shared a laugh. They’d hit it off right out of the chute when she found out he was from Philadelphia and was a huge baseball fan. Being Phillies and Boston Red Sox fans had made for an instant bond, all Phillies and BoSox fans instinctively hated the same team. “It’s a good thing you’re not a Yankees man,” she informed him.
“Because you
