“I want the means to defend myself-”
“The means to defend yourself would be to work with your friends, to help us find and capture this man before he does any more harm! Or have you completely turned your back on the people who care about you?” Her words sucked all the air out of the room. Ben couldn"t think of anything to say. “If I had your multi-tool, Ben, I would give it back to you, but I don"t. The Judicator"s Office confiscated it after your trial.”
“You can get it.”
“Really?”
Larani sat on the edge of her desk with hands clasped in her lap, her eyes fixed on the floor. “And have you thought this through?” she asked with a shrug. “Tell me, what do you think the Judicator will say when I ask for your multi-tool?”
“I don"t know,” Ben said. “But I"m sure you can do something.”
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