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Evangeline watched Jarvis walk off, and leaned back against the rail with a forlorn sigh. She shouldn't have confided in him--if that was what her comment could have been called. She should have just maintained the lie she had given to Michael. But what she had said was true; there was no point in dwelling so obsessively on the past, there was no point in fighting for people who were long gone. There was nothing to be gained from killing for vengeance...Evangeline shook her head. Who was she kidding? Jarvis had a much better reason to be fighting that Evangeline herself did.

At that point, she heard the sounds of people talking emanating from beyond the foyer--the voices of Michael Ragard, Jarvis Lagan, and a couple of voices she did not recognise; those must be the other guests Michael had mentioned. Pushing herself away from the rail, Evangeline made her way through the foyer and down the next hall, to see Michael pointing his guns at two people, the other guests. One was a Federation officer, the other was either not of a military nature, or a mercenary. Evangeline looked from Michael, to the Federation officer, to the mercenary, and to Jarvis Lagan--who was clearly angered by the nature of these guests.