Chapter 32

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If the Torexx are willing to pay a king's ransom for the human, I wonder what she'd fetch on the open market? I suppose I'll find out.

"Lahuran, set a course for Chancilia."

"The grass planet?"

"There's only one place Calepus would go if he was in hot water."

"You don't know it was him," My captain complained, but there's no one else it could have been. A human wasn't wandering around on her own in space's void, and Calepus was the only one stupid enough to steal one of his Father's experiments.

"I didn't ask you to argue with me. Set the course." My captain grumbled but began preparations. It's so hard to find obedient help anymore. 

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