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... epped into the shadowy dispatch hall at Fort Howe. The temperature inside was at least a bit higher, but for someone used to the dry, sweltering heat of Raydin III, it was still freezing. The ’cute’ layer of fat around his gut didn’t offer him any warmth.
After being incarcerated, all of Tychus’s personal items and equipment had been confiscated. Now he wore only a shirt, a thin black nylon jacket, and carried nothing but a few pairs of underwear and a sonic razor tucked inside his duffe ...
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