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“Forget it,” Mr Mac told Janet. “I can swing IDs for two only, and no vampires. No offence, Doctor, but your kind simply don’t exist down the well. You wouldn’t last a day before being picked up.”
Janet didn’t really do angry, but today was clearly an exception. “You have no comprehension of my abilities,” she replied, voice soft and face very still. “And I’d thank you not to make assumptions.”
We were in the shed where Kruger kept his non-farming tech, an impressive array of comms gear and weaponry. Whilst no one on this hab went armed - they didn’t even have a police force - the former Sergeant Major felt the need to stockpile various breeds of assault-carbine and combat gear. “It was the Colonel’s suggestion,” he told me with a shrug. “Insurance against an uncertain future. For no
