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She slowly lifted the cloth revealing a half-dozen motorcycle helmets sitting on the cart. That and his small army of mercenaries helps keep control of the local population.” She paused, looked up at me, and asked, “Are you going after him?”
“It’s personal,” I replied as I stood up. He was silent for a moment and then said almost flatly, “Finn called me. I don’t think I had ever met him before, but there was something about his eyes that tickled my memory. It was almost two hours later when there was a soft knock on the door. As he was leaving, he turned, looked at me, and gave me a strange, twisted smile. “But the Amuru District is very poor and very rural. Since it was only about a four foot drop to the grass, I was able to start sprinting for my bike as soon as my feet hit the ground.
