"So--" She lets out a breath that's half laugh. "So you're telling me that the Admiral guy not only drags us here, but he spies on us and keeps notes?"
The skin at the back of her neck is crawling with the idea, and she's trying to hide it, but she is pissed.
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The skin at the back of her neck is crawling with the idea, and she's trying to hide it, but she is pissed.