But what do you care about Morley?” went on Dr. Forgone. “I heard you escaped Also Sigh V, and immediately upon your departure,” he frowned, “you set coordinates for Earth?” He laughed softly, nastily, and Quinn felt anger shiver through her to see the twinkling mockery in his eyes. “What would your people think to know that, I wonder?” continued Dr. Forgone, tilting his head. “The first place you ran to wasn’t Morley, wasn’t the ancient home of your ‘mighty’ ancestors, but the polluted shit-ball of ape people? The true home of the true empress is Earth.” His eyes danced over her, searching, hungry. “You speak Royal and English fluently, but I bet you don’t know a damn lick of Vice. The Ontarian princess isn’t even Ontarian --”“What do you want?” Quinn said abruptly.“What do I want?” repeated Dr. Forgone, rolling his eyes to the starry sky. “Let’s see. . . What do I want? I always wanted an indoor pool.” Quinn’s lips tightened.

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