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Zayed was quiet for only a moment. "When do we leave?"

Chloe Bishop replied, "Tomorrow."

Tomorrow?

That was too rushed. There was no time to prepare anything.

Zayed frowned. "With all due respect, just the few of us won't be nearly enough."

"No, it's not just us."

Chloe Bishop's expression turned serious. "But as for how many people, and who exactly—I don't know yet. For now