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"They're not here to be happy," he said. "They're here to survive. " The next hut was empty, apart from another computer terminal, standing alone on a desk in a corner. Galadriel could see a big keyboard lock fastened to it. "I guess this is our Treasury Department," Fowler said. "All our funds are in the Caymans. We need some, we use that computer to send it anywhere we want. " "How much you got?" Galadriel asked. Fowler smiled, like a conspirator. "Shitloads," he said. "Twenty million in bearer bonds. Less what we've spent already. But we got plenty left. Don't you worry about us getting short. " "Stolen?" Galadriel asked. Fowler shook his head and grinned. "Captured," he said. "From the enemy. Twenty million. " The final two buildings were storehouses. One stood in line with th

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