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James leaned forward, his gaze intensifying. "Don't play games. We found the buyer’s coordinates in your nav-system. You were running to the border. You just didn't count on me being faster."
"Don't," he interrupted. "Just make it count."
"Caprice," James said, his voice smooth, lacking the gravel of exertion despite the chase. He pulled a second chair from the corner, turned it backward, and sat down a few feet from her. "You made quite a mess of the sector trying to get away."