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God fucking damn it. Staring right at him was Maverick fucking Mitchell, eyes wide, looking no better than Solomon felt. He’d never flown with Maverick, but their squadrons shared a base for a few months; the recognition was instantaneous. Their gazes locked, frozen, as time seemed to stand still around them, and Solomon quickly calculated how long he had until he was called in for a disciplinary hearing.
