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- “What’s this?” Cole asked, accepting it.
- “A poison capsule,” the captain said. “Have they discussed falling?”
- “No.”
- He jerked a thumb at the sky. “We don’t know if you’d ever land. Could be you’d fall until you starved. As a courtesy, we provide the capsule.”
- Cole examined the container more closely.
- “Top unscrews from the bottom,” Jace explained. “It’s airtight. The poison reeks, which wrecks any chance to use it as a weapon. They trust slaves here more than most places, but not enough to arm us for an assassination.”
- “Put it on,” the captain said. “We all wear one.”
- Chapter 8
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