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Zuri responded nonchalantly, and continued digging in her sausage. Racheal watched in silence as the woman finished her meal. “We’ll call Seffan. I do not want to be mean by not giving him an option.” Racheal stared at her silently. Zuri dipped her hand in a duffel bag and pulled out her phone. She stood up, walked towards Racheal and stretched the phone out. “Type his number on here.” Racheal continued to stare at her silently. Zuri burst out laughing. “I forgot your hands are useless. I think I will just call your phone. I got your private contact before you booted me out of the office.”

"Gone. Slipped the net. But we found intel. Coordinates." "You okay?" "We're coming out. ETA five minutes." Zuri stirred in my arms. "Mom... I was flying. I think." I hugged her tight. "You came back to me. That’s all that matters." Her voice softened. "Is Tobi okay?" "He will be." DICKSON We reunited at the forest edge. Tobi leaned against a tree, pale but alive. When Zuri saw him, she ran. They hugged like nothing else in the world mattered.

I remain as I am, uninterested in the newcomer till she stands in front of me now wearing her high waisted shorts with a bra. "You have to move out of my way," I say. She bends down and goes through the names at the sides of the disc packs then selects one. She stops the movie I'm seeing and looks at me. "We want some music right now." Zuri walks in, draped in a blanket and pink socks on her feet. "I want my head off right now," she says as she falls into the single sofa. I raise my head and look at her disheveled hair that is standing in spikes. "Take the drugs on the table. Your brother recommended them."

“Just because I’m better looking—“He started, but Zuri cleared her throat. Loudly. “Um, excuse me, but can we figure out our game plan before my dad starts wondering where I’m at? You can argue about whose more macho later.” She hissed, but she clearly looked uncomfortable. My jacket that was over her shoulders was clutched between her fingers, and I felt bad remembering she wasn’t some friend but our hostage. This sucked because honestly, she was… my eyes trailed from her bouncy dark curls to the soft chocolate of her skin. I cleared my throat.

“We don’t have much time, Agent Zuri. Please take care of her instantly.” Agent Zuri apologized and mumbled again, “Thought that was funny...anyways by transformer, I am in charge of agents who have to change their appearance for missions.” I nodded. She looked at a picture Uncle Rush handed her and pushed her glasses up her nose, nodding to herself, and glanced at me every now and then. “So Zen Alaric Malcolm...5’8 in height, weighs 59….lean body...brown eyes, black hair…” After a minute of silence, I stood there awkwardly as she looked up at me up and down and clapped her hands, and exclaimed “Yes, this is going to be easy.”

“I’ve been with Zuri for too long to believe she’s a traitor. She’s been forced into a situation she couldn’t control. I can't stand by and watch it all crumble on her when infact she is the real victim in this whole situation The elder nodded slowly. “I know. That’s why we’re looking for answers. I believe Zuri is a pawn in something far larger than any of us could imagine.” The elder’s eyes narrowed. “We already sent scouts to find her. There won't be a need for that, Kira said staring into the elders eyes while her thoughts pondered on whether or not to trust him. Back in the safe house, Zuri lay on the bed, her hand resting on her belly, lost in thought. Her body was changing with each p

' He asks, surprised. 'Zurielle used to play the piano and sing at a bar. The Savage Snakes were regulars. That’s how she met them. They adored her and would do anything to keep her safe, just as I would and anyone else who knows what a sweet, kind woman my Zurielle is. When she was kidnapped, it made sense to go to them for help,’ Ace explains.

Zuri puts her arm over Fiadh's shoulder and I wish I was back in my room. "My name is Zuri. I am proud to be from Earth. These women beside me have survived more than you ever have," Zuri snaps and the Bronkarks laugh again as Kea wait staff deliver small plates of fruit to our table. Krystal and Jia both give her nods of approval, but I just grind my teeth together quietly.

Zuri closed her eyes, and a single, flawless tear slipped down her copper cheek, catching the bioluminescent light as it fell. "I was not born in the upper rings of the Cradle," Zuri began, her voice trembling with fabricated, agonizing trauma. "When I was very young, before the Matriarch found me, my family lived in one of the lower outposts. We gathered the Sun-Plums and the healing moss near the descent. I had two older sisters. They were like you, Mwajey. Strong. Brave. They were my entire world." Zuri wrapped her arms around her own waist, holding herself as if physically trying to keep from falling apart.