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The freighter's ramp hissed open as the two women approached, arms laden with bags from their brief vacation — boots, belts, dresses, and weapon upgrades all crammed into secure duffels.
Sommer adjusted the strap on her shoulder, heels clacking against the metal ramp. She was thinking of the Veil. Of Kael. Of the unread message Andrew had finally sent.