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the wrapped dagger on my desk. I'd dropped the sample of liquid off at my friend's for analysis and Tiff said she had some s

ke my mind off this. I clicked on the replay

, now my superior up-town. His fat bad

ith no case and now, most of all no badge! I'm getting heat about you. As of now, you're suspen

ic

-face all the time, and use

le sample of water? How do

see message

his time attired a bit more sedately

head, but there's not much I can do to help you right now. I'm staying out of sight for a while over at Aunty's. I'll call late

have its little good points after all. I picked up the package, about palm-sized, and looked a

ribbon, abou

hing before fo

rs on the back o

my little window. With my other ha

witch where my hand was holding it. And th

could be bl

your present t

the window and then I peered o

n

w

re

window and then d

hin

'll have to apologize to

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loose-and I don't even have any fillings! Miss Calico

f! Wh

ty Miss Calico. Go back

you s

st go back t

o the ante-room with a very

ed but that doesn't mean I'm going to giv

e last messa

this message, I

type headband and had o

like we were at war,

his last message and analyze

ght

d on the

eep resonant breathing. An obviously computer g

ion or next time you

just for

ain or you risk the health

p whine started to sound, gr

l levels will be achiev

e!" I yelled, grabbin

did

d, holding my ears, u

s at that time that my chi

und st

down into

hat's go

have an idea a

wrapped dagge

uld have rung alarms all over the parking-lot if a bomb had gotten anywhere near her, all this bomb stuff and everyth

their President or, rather, that was the popular opinion; no one could ever really get any proof on anything that he did. Anyway, they finally caught up with him in one of the bloodiest man-hunts on record. He killed about fifty men before they'd cornered him, and even then his face

uld he stil

! Yeah, that's it! And thi

oing to come in any se

Five Doctors. Husteff was eith

may

Cy

mother. It was added in over the comm-net at about t

expertise U.M.I. Corp has i

. Maybe I could make some sense

do have is mostly small stuff; plants, small animals, a

process. And, maybe that same someone made a clone of the Blac

oss. Sounds bad. You want I should book

hanks

just find me

. The red gleam was still there.

us

to be ver

out of my desk, and put it in there. I then buzzed fo

he transmitter in this thing, " I handed it to her, "and

iece of paper and

ven though you're suspend

avels fast

the Black Dagger onto me, the last thin

about time to punch up my frie

kish and a little plump with prematurely white hair, but he was a good friend and confidant. Gentle nature, never harmed a soul. Which remind

ri

ri

e ri

wered, his furr

yzed as water but the test animals seem to have gotten addicted to it. I'm running some more

ere was a brief flick

Anal

recently al

s one-thirty in the morn

I punched it to

found a few

minute

eally h

gotten to; meet me at his lab where we

e looked

burned was a clone, as

d serious, "I'll b

en blank

Tango- limping as she was- an

g to be a l

t, sirens were ablaze all over the level where his lab was. Fire was still burning inside. I badged my way pa

was saying, "hurled through that window about fifte

" I muttered half to myself, "and got

ve got a strong stom

rely recognizable as Tip. I reached down and moved the neck. Broken. Bu

le one inch b

ys to go over the body tho

hy he died. Bu

find that he was dead

t? B

le a bit more. We both kicked around in the rubble for a bit. The

isn't the Black Dagger's sty

at there's now someone

at liquid sample

the unaltered part of the recording said that the stuff analyz

head on my shoulder

t reads like that is the biggest drug

hori

. Corp's m

eone else pushi

e from a rival gang of drug pushers; they t

ed the Black Dagger?" Tiff observed, "UMI's big,

ntacts for either pushing the drugs or finding out

n the middle of a gang drug war and being

gh

hen mother com

d by UMI. Seems that there's been a lot of odd people showing up for som

check it out,

at me que

was always a bit of a bookworm but… he

the chess-type

y goodbye to an old

friend waiting." Her paw squeezed m

able. The smell of charred fur came through my nostrils. I'm sorry that I got y

e charred rubble. Tiff came up behin

t isn't any

awn nev