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<p>Created page with &quot;&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Courier&quot;&gt;Chapter Thirty-two&lt;/span&gt;&#039;&#039;&#039; &#039;&#039;Intrepid&#039;&#039; &quot;Your dad wants to talk to &#039;&#039;me&#039;&#039;?&quot; Intrepid repeated as Red turned on her heel and headed t...&quot;</p> <p><b>New page</b></p><div>&#039;&#039;&#039;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Courier&quot;&gt;Chapter Thirty-two&lt;/span&gt;&#039;&#039;&#039;<br /> <br /> &#039;&#039;Intrepid&#039;&#039;<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> &quot;Your dad wants to talk to &#039;&#039;me&#039;&#039;?&quot; Intrepid repeated as Red turned on her heel and headed to the offices, and he felt required to follow her.<br /> <br /> He glanced back at Future Luke, who gave a thumbs up.  &quot;See you around the polyverse, buddy.&quot; the blond said.<br /> <br /> &quot;I hope not.&quot; Intrepid said, &quot;I&#039;m retiring when this is done.&quot;  He spun into the hallway and chased Red.  He saw her turn right at the spiral, and used his manipulator to drop in next to her.  She was walking fast.  &quot;What&#039;s he want to talk about?&quot; Intrepid breathed.<br /> <br /> &quot;Probably he&#039;s looking for someone on the same brain-length to vent to.&quot; Red huffed.  She gave him a sidelong glance.  &quot;Don&#039;t tell him I said that, of course.&quot;  They stopped outside the solitary dark wood door.<br /> <br /> &#039;&#039;What&#039;s the deal between us here? &#039;&#039;Intrepid wondered, although he knew better than to ask &lt;span style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:italic&quot;&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt;.  Maybe he could ask future him?&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He stepped up to a retinal scanner, and let it scan his face to unlock the door.  He considered Red as he pushed it open.  She stepped back, not invited, &#039;&#039;or not wanting to come in&#039;&#039;, Intrepid figured.  He still had so many questions.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He turned away from her and stepped across the threshold.&lt;ac_metadata title=&quot;Song of the Swans - Chapter 32 part 1&quot;&gt; &lt;/ac_metadata&gt;</div>

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