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Chapter 5
Chapter Five “Clear,” Andy murmured, stepping around the corner onto the crowded street. Lina nodded to Bailey and Mirela and they pushed the cart out into the gathering of pedestrians. They each wore the elaborate headgear of the traders who frequented the Spaceport and masks depicting an alien visitor’s face. Mechelle had created different costumes for each of them so they could move around the station with ease. Lina merged into the crowd with several people between her and the cart. Their small group had become experts at blending in over the past two years. They worked as a team, each scanning the crowded lane. Shouts sounded behind them and the crowd slowed as most people tried to glimpse what was causing the commotion behind them. Lina gripped the pistol in her hand as she peer
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