“I can’t believe they left me out.” Grady adjusted his octagonal goggs in his dark curls, which, even after a scrap and a sprint from Carmella, looked immaculate. “I mean, what is this, some kind of girls’ trip?” A kindred annoyance crawled through Foster. He should’ve thought to call Shiro last night too. Should’ve known there’d be no holding Ezren back. Should’ve run after her and insisted they work through it together rather than wait until the last minute. Chaff, if it weren’t for him, they could’ve all been on Shiro’s ship last night and avoided all this. But he’d hesitated, and now Ezren
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