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THIRTEEN

LEX

Sirens wail, cutting through the stillness like a grenade, the sound momentarily freezing each of us in our tracks. They all look to me.

“If they come through that door, you guys swallow your Contra and get out,” I order.

Nobel shakes his head. “We aren’t leaving without the Dox, Lex. You aren’t the only one who wants Stein back.”

I nod and they go back to rummaging through the shelves.