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An Unexpected Summons

Homework and lesson plans finished, Quinn Merton was going through his fan mail. Not that he got a great deal of it, but as DJ of the Full Moon Barn Dance every Saturday evening, he got a decent amount.

Most of it was more on the line of requests than girls going all cow-eyed over him. Which meant it was a good idea to keep up with them so he could have his playlist lined up well before the week’s show.

His phone dinged — incoming text. He looked over to see a message from Rick Sutton. “Can you come down to the spaceport? I have something I’d like to talk to you about.”

Quinn considered the implications. Whatever, it was, it had to be important — and something sensitive enough that his elder clone-brother didn’t want to discuss it over the telephone network.

Did it have to do with that cruise ship and all of Autumn Belfontaine’s mysterious phone calls and trips down to Medlab? If it did, Major Sutton would have plenty of reason to prefer discretion, especially after the way Spruance Del Curtin got called up to the commandant’s office after he’d been trying to sound out people he thought might know something.

And if it wasn’t, it was probably going to be something else that shouldn’t be noised about. Just text back a quick I’m coming and get down there.