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The commander touched fingers to her cheek, letting silence hang in the air a moment before speaking. “After all this is over, then… are you going to go find her? Your mother, I mean. I’m assuming there’s enough information in the file to track her down.” She was careful not to look directly at Jack, to be unobtrusive and casual.