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He seemed to ponder that before nodding. “I’m sending notifications now.”

Marisol fled and pulled out her com unit the moment she left the building. “It’s a go. All bases covered. Two hours, pad six, shuttle twelve.”

“That’s not enough time.”

“It’s going to have to be. This is our one and only opportunity.”

“Affirmative,” MC-1 whispered.

Marisol ended the call and hurried home. The packing had already been completed. Keeping calm until they lifted off the planet would be tough. She was about to escape Clone World with her MC clone medics. No way would she leave them behind. It would mean their deaths.

Chapter Three

Marisol only glanced at the four clones wearing stolen security guard uniforms as they met at the flight pad. The human pilot stood outside the shuttle parked there. The second he spotted her, he appeared shocked. “Ms. Florigo.”

“You are?”

“Don Titon.”

“It’s nice to meet you. Are we ready to lift off?”

“No one informed me that you were my passenger.”

“That’s because it’s above your pay grade.” She gave her best bitchy face glower. “Top secret stuff direct from my grandfather. Let’s go.”

He hesitated.

“Now,” Marisol ordered, her tone firm. “You’ve got your orders. Follow them, or I’ll contact Straton Miller. You do know he is the leading authority right under my grandfather. He will fire you. I’d prefer not to do that if you don’t mind. We have a tight schedule to keep. That means not wasting time.”

“Of course.” The pilot spun and marched inside the shuttle. She followed, her clone ‘security team’ at her back.

“This isn’t a luxury shuttle. My apologies, Ms. Florigo.” The pilot turned once again to look at her. “Do you wish for me to request an upgrade?”

“That’s not going to happen. Were the boxes and two stasis units that were sent by Mr. Miller loaded?”

“Yes. They are secured inside the cargo hold.”

She sighed. “I’m going to share a secret with you and swear you to silence. Are you ready?”

Don Titon’s eyes widened. “Of course.”

“My gramps is sending me on a secret mission to talk to some of the entertainment on Jabler. Clones are great and all, but we’d like some human talent added here. It’s a promotional thing. I’m going in under the radar. That means not showing up in one of our family space yachts.”

The pilot nodded along. He seemed to be believing the lies.

“My gramps is depending on us to do this quietly and quickly. The owners of Jabler would be pissed if they realized that we’re about to poach some of their top entertainers. We’re going to arrive, and by the time they begin to question why I’m there, we’ll already be on our way home with two of their top acts hidden onboard. Their security might scan us for life signs, so we need to put them in stasis. No heartbeats to be picked up. Now let’s go.”

“Yes, Ms. Florigo.”

“Silence, Mr. Titon. You don’t breathe a word that I’m onboard to anyone. Mr. Miller and my grandfather are the only two people who are aware of my mission. This is going to bring in a lot more tourists. You don’t want to be the man who screws that up. My grandfather would not be pleased.” It was a threat. Rico Florigo had a vicious reputation. Everyone knew it.

“Of course.” He hurried to the front of the shuttle.

Once he was gone, Marisol blew out a relieved breath. They just needed to lift off the planet, and then they’d deal with the pilot. She gave her attention to the four clones who stood waiting.

“Take seats and put on your belts. Three of you can fit on the couch.” She walked to a lone chair and buckled in.

She noticed the worried expressions of her medic clone team. A lot could go wrong. They had enough plasma stored in those boxes to last the five of them for half a year. Where they’d go or how they’d get more later was something they’d deal with in the future. For now, it was all about escaping.

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