“Split it up, Cap?” Feeney grunted at Callendar. “Yeah, shit. I hate missing out on any of it, but that’s the way to do it. I’m going to have some boys head up, tag, and log all this and haul it to your lab. You take that, and my boy and I here will head to Central with the rest.” “Girl, Feeney. I keep telling you, I’m a freaking girl.” “Boy, girl, what’s the diff? “Boy, penis. Girl, vagina.” The tips of Feeney’s ears pinked. “Don’t start that. An e-man’s an e-man, whatever their works.” Feeney pulled out his comm, walking away with his pink-tipped ears to start it rolling. “I don’t mind being
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