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UEPF Spirit of Peace

"They survived," Robinson said, later, in his quarters. "They couldn't have survived, but they did. The Ikhwan ship was that fucking close," he held out his hand with thumb and forefinger a bare inch apart, "that fucking close, and still that fucking ship survived. It isn't possible."

The High Admiral of the United Earth Peace Fleet nearly wept with the sheer frustration of it all. So upset was he that Wallenstein, without being ordered to, dropped to her knees and began to undo his belt. He pushed her away, roughly.

"No . . . not you tonight, Marguerite. Send me Khan, the wife. I want to hurt something."