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“I wonder who they’re firing at?” asked Marten.
Osadar remained silent. Perhaps she was waiting for fate to screw her further.
“Get ready,” Marten said. “We’re going to increase thrust and pretend we’re a missile.” After alerting Omi, Marten applied greater power. And the former Highborn shuttle left Mars orbit.
Marten Kluge grinned at Osadar. “We did it,” he said. “We finally escaped Inner Planets.”
“For how long?” she asked.
“For now,” he said.
“And tomorrow?”
Marten shrugged. “Tomorrow will take care of itself. Today, we’ve done the impossible and won.” He felt the diplomatic credentials in his hidden pocket. He thought about the Martian commandos who had died to make his dream possible. He owed them a blood-debt. He would try to repay. He wasn’t sure how, but he knew that he was going to help the Planetary Union gain its freedom and keep it.
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