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Chantal tightened her grip on the drive. "Some of us never stop flying."

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Chantal’s fingers brushed the small retrieval drive at her belt. Someone had paid well for this—enough to make the run worth the risk. She had taken worse jobs for less. But this job had a pulse to it, a pattern under its surface that felt dangerously like hope. Chantal tightened her grip on the drive

She remembered the face of the person whose life had been traded for the drive: an engineer who’d whispered coordinates into the void and died for a chance at a fairer map. "Because someone has to keep the lights on for those who can’t pay for them," she said. "Because there are maps that show more than property lines." She had taken worse jobs for less

On the shuttle, Tomas met her with a look that mixed relief and reproach. "You did good," he said. "But you looked like you wanted to jump."