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Ive sent the same amountin un-tampered bills, of courseto your old friend Zina. Only one door was open to the street and a portable TV camera was trained on it. There was no sound other than our hoarse panting. Now I had to keep pushing until he fell. Ideally I should have rushed out the fleet with guns blazing and dragged him to justice. I was jarred around a bit and had just enough sense left to jam on the brakes before I plowed right through into the cab. Impossible, the robot said with mechanical surety. And who do you think the rest of our agents are? I dont mean the bright-eyed grads of our technical schools, like the ones on my squad downstairs.