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Galactic smuggler Angel Torrence resented Colonel Nicoli Romanof in the first-order he barked at her. Their disembodied voice – bossy and arrogant – blared out-of the Icarus’s control cell, his dispatch in the terrorist strike and to not appreciate her for saving him, but to teach a course to be set by her for the absolute most risky world within the solar system. About the mission of his profession, Nicoli had permitted his bodily type and his living substance to become divided. And the bait had been taken by the Harvestors – his physique.