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11

Joy paced the living room of the cottage and chewed on her bottom lip. Harley watched her from the couch, his arms crossed over his chest.

“Is that helping any? This exercise of yours?”

She resisted the urge to flip him off. The male was annoying but she knew he was worried about what was going on with Moon at Medical. So was she. Harley had told her about the object in Moon’s arm.

“You should have told me about his arm before we left Medical.”

“Would you have left?”

She stopped walking. “No.”

“That’s why I didn’t tell you.”

“Doesn’t the NSO have antimissile systems or something similar to shoot anything down if someone launches an attack?”

“We have armed guards with weapons to deal with anything that is a threat. We aren’t sure why anyone associated with Mercile would put a tracker inside Moon but that’s the nastie

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