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more to that.” Jamila glanced at him.
    “I’m sure you could add a lot more to the story of your mother’s suicide, but you aren’t going to. You can’t bear it. And I really don’t want to tell the story of how my shitty life managed to go down the toilet.”
    She bit her lip. “I’m sorry about your wife and kid. I’ve only ever lost a mother. I can’t imagine losing a child, or the person I loved.”
    He stared at her for a second. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. She was actually showing him compassion. It was sincere. It filled her eyes with a sad light, and the slight sheen of tears. Tears for him, a man she seemed to despise, and a woman and child she’d never met.
    She laid her hand over his and squeezed.
    He smiled politely, because he didn’t know what to do. “Thank you.”

Chapter Three
    “Approaching destination.”
    Jamila straightened and braced herself for the landing. “Strap in, Galen. I’d hate for you to hit that hard head of yours again.”
    The little vessel dipped sharply as it came in for a landing. Nothing slow and controlled for this old beast. Maybe that was why she liked it. It was a little wild and dangerous. Something she admired in all things. Galen strapped himself in and gripped the arm rests until his knuckles turned white.
    “What’s wrong, Galen? You look nervous.”
    He glared at her. “I’m not the biggest fan of in-planet flying, and I’ve never felt a ship hurtle toward earth quite like this. Are you sure something isn’t wrong?”
    She grinned. “If it is, I blame you. You kicked my jumper, after all.”
    “From now on we’re taking a new model everywhere we go, and I want to pilot. I fucking hate autopilot.”
    “Autopilot is more reliable than a human, with faster reaction time.”
    He snorted and muttered under his breath, “It’s not faster than my reaction time.”
    She turned her attention to the consoles in front of her to hide her shock. Was he really faster than computer response times? They said cyborgs had computers enhancing their brains. Maybe he could be as good. She shook her head. No, not possible. He was good, but no one was that good.
    The ship jerked as the thrusters came on to slow their descent. The curves of the muscles of Galen’s arms stood out in stark relief, so tense that he might snap in half when they finally landed. She might have laughed if his mouth wasn’t creased in a stern frown. The small vessel touched the ground, throwing them against their harnesses.
    “Now will you turn us around and take us back to your home?”
    She glanced at him to find him glaring at her and laughed. “I’d think you’d want to get out of this cursed thing for a while, and build up some courage for the trip back.”
    His stern glower made her giggle. “That would be a nice thought, if I wasn’t worried about your safety. I don’t want you getting killed.”
    Her good humor left her. “I’m not five. I’ve been coming out here for six months and the Forbidden District for even longer. Nothing bad has ever happened.” Well, that wasn’t entirely true. She’d had some close calls over the years, but her friends had always been there to back her up. But she wasn’t going to tell him that.
    “Ah. I’ve caught you in a lie. There’s something you’re not telling me, Jamila.”
    She rolled her eyes. Of course he could tell she was lying. “It’s nothing. Don’t worry your pretty little head about it. If you’re that concerned for our safety, you can stay here. You’ll be nice and safe in this shuttle.”
    “You know I have no care for my own safety. I can and have healed many severe injuries.”
    “And with medical help, I can too. And since we have the best medical care on the planet, I’m not worried.”
    He growled at her as he removed his harness. She shrugged out of hers and stood, before he could do something to prevent her.
    “Like I told you, Galen, I have things to do. And then I plan to see my friends,