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“That’s right, young man.” JJ had never seen Taz hesitate about an assignment before. He’d come to check how she was doing with the civilians, but become fascinated by watching the dynamic. He’d been able to hear enough over the engines’ steady thrum to follow what was happening from the shadows around the side of the control station. “What else have you concluded?”
“You must be Drake’s friend, JJ.” Jeremy held out a hand, then looked at it, wiped it on his pants, and held it out again.
His hands were almost as soft as a clerk’s…and still slightly greasy from the pizza.
He saw Taz bristle, but he signaled her to stand down. “If you’re a friend of Drake’s, you’re welcome to call me JJ.”
Mike Munroe’s self-introduction was more respectful. “A friend might be a strong word, sir, but h
