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... n the floor. A cold anger began to rise in me.
"What do you want?" I asked. My voice was lower than usual. Steadier, too.
The blond raised an eyebrow, surprised that I dared to speak to him.
"What do we want? A little welcome tax. To protect you," he said with a wink. "Here, everything is paid for with points. Academy points. They’re used for everything: upgrading your room, getting better meals, accessing training facilities."
He took out his terminal, a much mor ...
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