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I didn't like the sound of it, but what was I gonna do? I needed the money. I was still making payments on the ship, so I headed for Anchorhead. I met the victim's father, a cantina owner on the main strip. Wasn't able to get much out of him, but I did find out something interesting from the port authorities... |
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There'd been a killing several weeks before in one of the docking bays. Not unusual in this town, except that a standard hospital gown was found lying amidst some blood stains. Nobody'd thought to run tests on the blood, and the gown had been carelessly destroyed. Nevertheless, a quick computer check brought it all too me, like some sort of cheap horror holovid... No big mystery...
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