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Chapter 9: Grave Matters Getting to sleep was not managed as easily as Jade would have liked, however. The obinas and the Mavijutos saw to that. Jade had just gotten secure in her sleeping bag when a sound loud enough that it woke Megan made her sit up in alarm. “You get back down,” Jade ordered Megan as she slipped quickly out of the sleeping bag and started to dress. “What’s all that ruckus?” Jade didn’t know either, but it sounded far enough away that it was not an immediate threat. “That’s what I’m going to find out. Have you still got your needler?” “Right here.” “Good. Keep it handy in case this is just a diversion. I’ll be back as soon as I can.” She finished dressing, grabbed her pistol and speed loaders, yanked on her boots, and raced out the door. Rosebud’s quarters were