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... John’s mind, but he instantly dismissed it—Oulos, sprawled across his back, had given no hint.
He hugged Oulos and sat down.
The sofa’s leather was torn, the cotton was blackened, and the tabletop was riddled with bullet holes and strange knife scars.
This place wasn’t high-class.
It was messy and cheap.
The customers were all Ghouls, Rift Party members, stowaways, mercenaries teams, and cyberspace hackers, if you looked closely, there were also other int ...
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