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Abby Engel laughed softly at the Italian's statement. It wasn't that she really cared... she'd been with ExOps long enough that money wasn't an issue any longer. Bragging rights perhaps, and some sort of ego maybe... but it hardly mattered. She jumped.
Abby had made the trip down to earth by parachute too many times already for it to be thrilling any longer. Now, it was a time she reserved for mental preparation that she had gone over already many times. One more time never hurt... unless you had no time for it.
"When time is nowhere to be had, go with what you've got," Abby murmured in German. And that was how she operated.
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