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“Alright, where’s the camera?” I laughed, looking around the newly repaired Leiaan. “Come on, don’t fuck with me like that, Sadie.”
She shook her head sharply and doubled down.
“No, I’m dead serious. I need your help. I can’t do this alone because I don’t trust some random person not to rape and murder me.”
My head spun. She wasn’t asking what I thought she was asking. This was why I always flew solo. I would never get myself into a situation like this. I was still processing the first sentence she spoke to me. I replied, shaking my head as though trying to rattle a marble from my brain.
“How do you even know she’s at that brothel?”
“She’s there!” Sadie insisted. “I know Prudence isn’t the type to sell her body like that. We shared a bunk for three years aboard the Scarborough. Her message read like someone trying to *sound* okay. We need to get her out of there.”