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Sky Island Casino
October 23rd 2032
Redhawk entered the main parking lot of the Sky Island Casino without slowing. The mercury vapor lamps made the parking lot as bright as day. He guided his Motorrad along the curving driveway that looped in front of the main entrance. Cars were idling three deep as busy bellhops greeted guests, stacked their luggage on carts and ushered them toward the even more brightly lit lobby. Without slowing down, he roared past the startled valets toward the Casino’s seldom-used security entrance. He screeched to a halt and barely had the bike’s kickstand down before he was racing toward the metal door.
It was closed and he fished for his Indian casino I.D., hoping it still worked. Redhawk had to get inside and find out what was happening with Auntie. Anybo
