"Right." Dilan held his non-smothering hand out for coffee, and Braig settled down on the drug runner's chest before handing the cup off, "Dilan does the work with the drugs. Aya, you're going to need to sleep soon so that we can head home as soon as we've got our passengers dropped off. I want you at your best. I can follow the path you've already got in the computer."
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Date: 2014-07-06 07:44 am (UTC)