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Jessy’s grin was a flash of white teeth. “You always find the cracks,” she replied, fingers dancing over the flight controls. “I’ll be in the sky for ten minutes. You handle the ground.”

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“Let’s get out of here before the shift ends,” Jessy urged, scanning the corridor for any sign of a security patrol. Jessy’s grin was a flash of white teeth