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“Is it safe to start my investigation now?” Miranda couldn’t look away from the dismal wreckage of the plane’s tail section. Extracting any information from that area was going to be much harder than necessary.
“Cheer up, Miranda,” Holly nudged her elbow against Miranda’s shoulder. Miranda had noted previously that their six-inch height difference made it so that shoulder-to-shoulder bumps didn’t really work. “I’ve got the recorders stashed over in my kit bag.”
“Oh. That’s good news.”
Jeremy had come up beside her.
Holly leaned over and rapped her knuckles against Jeremy’s crotch. There was a metallic clank, even as Jeremy stumbled back.
Miranda was fairly sure that it was from surprise rather than pain.
“And there’s your QAR. You can take it out of your pants now. Just the drive
