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July 6th, 2009 - 09:55 am
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"Thank you."
Valentina hesitated only a second before she entered his quarters. As far as she knew, he could have a different agent up here for dinner every night. Except he didn't. The helicarrier was a tiny village and people talked.
The food smelled good, but she'd been promised something. "About the view, Colonel...?" |
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