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- "What have you done?"
- Svenlap drew a gun from her jacket pocket. It was a squat, ugly thing, and Isa recognized it as an indie sidearm. A laser pistol. Rogers had let her fire his once, and she'd sliced a rock in two at one hundred paces. She had nowhere to run. The weapon was not intended for her. With a loud hiss and a flare of white light, Svenlap pressed the barrel beneath her chin and laser-blasted her head into a red mist.pg.126 chpt.9
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