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yes. we’re blind. indicate positions of crew and targets on floor
plan. ja
Jan transmitted the bridge floor plan to Erica's computer, then
exchanged information until she understood the situation. Jan
informed Erica of the plan to use exploding grapes, and asked Erica if
she knew how to control them.
hell yes. invented them.
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"How many more are you going to kill, whore?" Shahid
motioned for Gaffar to push the blood-stained headless corpse
towards him. Shahid grabbed the victim's vest as it floated by. His
awkward grasp seemed as if he wished to avoid contact with the body
itself. "Here, look what you have done to your lover."
She wouldn't look. Shahid did it for her. "H'mm, interesting,
isn't it, how one minute a man can be a real stud, a sweaty, grunting,
grabbing, living thing, prodding at your insides. The next?
Dogmeat."
She didn't move. The dead man's arm drifted upward from
behind, and touched Shahid on the neck. The terrorist shoved the
body away as if it threatened him. It took him several seconds to
regain his composure. "Think about it, whore. How many more will
you murder? Most of them are still alive, you know. Still well, and
you can keep them that way. Or you can kill them."
No response. Shahid glanced at his watch.
"Six minutes, whore."
"She can't do it, you know," Commander Rajpal said through a
thin veil of calm. "All of this is unnecessary." From the corner of his
eye, he could see Dr. Thompson was up to something. He was glad
the security team had dropped the gas attack idea, since it was
obvious the attackers had anticipated it. He longed to do something,
anything, but the best thing he could do right now was to try to keep
the terrorists’ attention on him.
Shahid grinned at the commander as Cyrus trained an electric gun
on his head. "Impossible? Oh, no. Very simple, actually. She
merely has to type a few lines into her console."
Raj shook his head.
"You think, cabin boy, that your crew is outside the door ready to
rush in and save the day? They are all taking a little nap. Or dead,
depending on the dose."
Raj shook his head again. "Actually, I already knew that.
Annette does too. And she would not take a direct order from me to
do it, because she knows we’re under duress. She also knows how
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