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Hattie couldn't deny that she was worried the entire thirty-eight minutes it took her and Kobie to get from Giza to Maine. She didn't care about the clothes she'd left behind in the hotel room, except that Gideon was going to need a new diaper bag.

She didn't care, though. Someone had planted a virus and hurt Kitt and she was not happy. And, if she was going to be completely honest, the thought of trying to fight him with big (and illegal) guns didn't seem so appealing.

When Kobie came to a stop outside some random house in the middle of nowhere, she was out of the Mustang before he could give her any updates. It wasn't like her to go into an unexpected situation unarmed, but she couldn't even remember the last time she'd held a gun. Still, she approached the house with some caution, and, finding the front door unlocked, she pushed it open slowly.

"Kitt?"
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Catherine Hatshepsut (Hattie) Jackson

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