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Major Beale hadn’t said a word on the flight back.
Not a word until immediately after they landed back at the stadium. She stopped in front of Kee as their fuel was topped off by the ground crew.
“You can either shove her out the front gate or you’re responsible for her until the next humanitarian mission comes through.”
“When’s that?” Kee glanced around. Felt a pinch between her shoulders as if they were already coming behind her.
Major Beale did the screwiest thing. Always so damn military, she turned up the bottom of her foot and inspected it as if the Red Cross might be hiding there. Shaded her eyes and looked straight up at the sky for a half-dozen heartbeats, long enough for Kee to glance skyward herself. She then squatted down to look beneath her helicopter.
The major shrugg
