The barrel of a rifle is felt press against the flat of her back, though a quick glance behind her reveals nothing. A familiar voice is heard directly behind her, almost as if he was whispering in her ear,
"Don't move, and don't yell for help, unless you feel that this is a good day to die. Now, I want you to leave this room, and go to the hangar. Is that clear, Jupiter?"
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