Doing our job

Emma and Benjamin climbed back out of the sphere, the notebook in hand. “We don’t know what’s out there,” Benjamin said uneasily. “Or who, but…”
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Emma stared at the numbers, then out at the grey ocean. “But people are asking for help,” she said with authority in her voice. “That’s our job. We have to go find them.”
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