Jess looked at the others.
“Um,” she said. “Us. People. Just some normal folks. Trustworthy Americans.” Her accent remained stubbornly Northern Irish.
“We ain’t lookin’ for trouble, we just want to talk,” Fabian offered in an attempt to spare Jess.
“Talk about what?” another voice asked. “We ain’t got nothing to trade, and certainly nothing for you to steal.”
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