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((Many appolagies. I have been very ill.))
*Dasken turns to Greer.*
Dasken: This ship is clean, it belonged to a trader, we "persuaded" him to sell. The money was heavily laundered. We're carrying a cargo of domestic electronics so we have a legitimate excuse to land. From there its a case of getting through customs.
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Hal: I can try and contact my Aunt, see if she has anything for us. *Hal turns to the com.*
*A few minutes later the hypercom conects and Sellena's face appears.*
Sellena: Hal, I hope this is important.
Fly Fast,
Shoot Straight,
Live Long!
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