He stood, and the two shook hands. For answering up for guys that took off. Hopefully he was still alive. So he'd left camp with a purpose in mind: to find and kill the merc colonel,whom he now knew by name if not on sight.
Romlar nodded, and sipped the joma Fossur's orderly had served. T'swa's white teeth flashing a choir of grins, then rain swept over them, abody of it, an assault of it, and instantly She hadn't had the T'selyet then, so she'd thought that was a dumb thing to say. A submachine gun belched.
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