If you’ve just joined in, start at the beginning here. “Dr. Paxton didn’t have to tell you anything,” his interrogator said. “The Angler was a Conglomerate ship with orders.” Lucas blinked and looked around the featureless interrogation room again before settling his gaze back on his interrogator’s imperfection. The scar on her face represented a single chink in her armour.
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