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... one inside — a second customer.
He hadn't been informed. No signal, no alert from his network, not even a whisper through the usual channels.
Frowning, he stepped back outside. The door clicked shut behind him as he walked a few steps away, just out of range. From his coat pocket, he pulled out a small, dull-gray box about the size of his palm.
The box was simple — made of cheap alloy and reinforced with some wood pulp material. A few worn symbols were etched around the e ...
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