Double Cross It was five days since Yelena Habitat hit the panic button when Christopher's ship appeared in the sky outside. It was a one-man long range patrol pod, and the red sun of the Entente emblazoned on the hull probably offered as much protection as the hull itself did. The Law Enforcement Agency operated under a One Riot, One Ranger principle, stretched thin as it was. Christopher eyeballed the two shuttles the habitat had sent out to escort him in – offering him protection or just showing respect, he wasn't sure. They were just pDouble Cross
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