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7Mark's father had been a good cop. He'd won an award for helping knock out protestors during a trade riot. He was Mark's hero and all Mark had ever wanted was to be just like him. The day Mark walked his first beat was the proudest day of his life. He was proud to wear the uniform and proud to uphold justice in a lawless hell like S'aven. But as he stood outside his old station he just felt empty. He'd been a good officer. He was loyal, hardworking, everything a trusty copper needed to be. But that didn't count for anything in the end. When his partner's body got tangled up in the river grinder, he suddenly found himself in a cell. His sergeant shone a light into his eyes and asked him why he had been claiming Gary had been working when he was polluting up the water supply. Mark had trie

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