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28 “Are you speaking from experience, again?” Keith Balon said in exasperation. “Have you been in contact with the FBI yet?” “Not really. Or actually,” Caldwell said, a little boastfully, “actually, I’ve always managed to stay out of their hands.” “Oh did you,” Keith said sarcastically. “Are there any bad guys out there who are looking after your life?” “Well, I won’t say they want me dead. But there are some things they would like to accuse me of.” “Like what?” Aubrey said. “Armstrong’s death.” “Er? But that’s your own lawyer!” “Yes, and a handful who has put the FBI on the spot several times. Not just in connection with my activities against Shinzo JCS. His death was not inconvenient for them. All they needed was a scapegoat. And they found it: me.” “Wait a minute,” Keith said.

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