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The Protector Part 6
“Yes, Mr Cyr, your turn,” Zai said. “We know what you did outside our establishment. While your dedication to your client is admirable, you did hurt our people. We cannot let this pass unavenged.” “You can’t prove I was there.” “Oh? Mr Allondir disagreed. When we approached him, he told us you came to his…
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The Protector Part 5
Proper planning prevents piss poor performance. Something I learned from the Cousins in Albion. After I hung up, I made a number of phone calls. First the driver who had ferried us around and kept his mouth shut. Then a guy I knew who knew someone who knew the arcana of computing. A crafter who…
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The Protector Part 4
That should have been the last I’d heard of Allondir. I was lining up more clients, putting out ads, doing whatever it took to get by. I could do without repeat business from a creature like him. Life isn’t that simple. The following week, at nine minutes after eight in the morning, as I emerged…
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The Protector Part 2
Be light, be agile, be ready. I’d learned this lesson a lifetime ago. First in the Legion, then the Detachment. After over a decade of being ready to go anywhere and do anything at a moment’s notice, what began as tips turned into operational procedures, then into habits and finally a state of being. Even…
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Have Cash, Will Conjure Part 5
“You gave Federov to the Seebs?” Jansen asked. “Yes,” I said. “So that’s where he went.” Jansen jotted something down. “You were carrying other weapons with you. A pistol and two knives. Why didn’t you use them?” “Why didn’t my client kill Federov, you mean?” Greenwald asked. “Mr. Lee didn’t have to. And if he…
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Have Cash, Will Conjure Part 3
Greenwald leaned forward. “My client would like to exercise his Fifth Amendment rights.” “No, it’s okay,” I said. “Dom—” “Look, we never actually committed a crime.” Jansen sneered. “Really? Sounds to me like a conspiracy to obstruct justice.” “Things aren’t black and white.” I straightened to my full seated height. “I knew Johnson was trouble…