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"Septimus, I just saw Executive Chen..."
Voley pushed aside the cloth curtain of the room and poked his head in, a strange look on his face.
"Didn't I tell you? Call me Marcie!"
"Marcie"—that is, Septimus himself—was sitting on the bed, lost in thought. He looked up and scolded him impatiently before asking, "What does he want?"
