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Titanian Hideout
“Dammit, man,” Stealth hissed, crouching behind Veles, “where are you taking me?”
They had been on the move most of the night, dodging along corridors after ditching the bike. Veles had insisted it likely had a tracker. Now they were ducked down beside a building that led out into the open deck of stalls with greasy-smelling foods, overworked miners, and …
“We’re not going to make it on our own,” Veles said, leering back at him. “As the leader of much of the underground, I have certain strings that need pulling if we’re going to get you to the Heel. Patience.”
“You have so many connections, why are you hiding?”
“Because, my dear boy, like you I am a wanted man by our good ol’ Project Destiny friends. Even the most connected individuals are basically the walking de
