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CHAPTER 6 - PINS, URINE, AND CORK
21:45 Hours
The headlights from the RMP reflected at us from Ray's front window. This would be the perfect place to unwind and help Max decompress.
I put the car in park and called us out of service. Max had her head buried in her phone. I waited a few seconds before turning off the car. When she didn't acknowledge where we were, I spoke up.
"Echo-six-kilo to battalion command. How copy?"
"I'm sorry, sweetie. It's something that Kool-Aid said. I've heard it before, but I can't remember when."
I smiled at her and chuckled. She used the nickname I gave to the girl with the purple streak. Brilliant!
"Sagacious Inquisitors. I've heard it before, in college."
I shook my head, unsure of what to say. I got out of the car and hoped she would follow. Whatever she was looking for had her engrossed in her phone.
I tapped on the hood and went to the passenger door. As I opened it, she put her phone in her pocket a
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