Chapter 16

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16 “Anything to know about this group?” Lincoln asked as she piloted the needle-nose to the space where the Postgate Research Association worked. We were using the needle-nose because we had to appear as legitimate as possible and everyone knew from the lines that HR agents always arrived in an unmarked needle-nose. We were using the needle-nose from the barge and Lincoln had just set the entry point. We would be coming in through the wall, flagrantly brushing aside their security set-up. “They are a sub-set of a third-tier research group that decided to specialise in cloning biological charms on a contract basis. It is a very competitive market, most of the work ranges from shoddy to downright stupid. Then about three years ago they recruited someone with genuine talent and that proved

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