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Mike nudged Holly’s shoulder.
“What? If you think what Miranda said—”
Mike nodded toward the Antonov AN-124 Condor looming large in the shadowed hangar.
As a group they’d all drifted away from the plane.
Now, Miranda and Jeremy were asking Jon about the flight characteristic variations of the C-5 Galaxy versus the Condor. She noted that Jon and Miranda were still holding hands before she turned to look at the plane.
Apparently it no longer mattered what she thought about that, which was something of a relief.
Two guards appeared on the stairs.
Elayne Kasprak walked between them. They had locked her in a set of chains that cuffed her hands to a thick leather waistband and her ankles close enough that she could just manage to hobble down the steep stairs.
Her hair was matted.
He
