![]() ![]() The bounty hunter glanced down at the car’s computer. A freight truck honked thunderously as Coldhand cut them off. The sleek red car hummed on its null-field and raced out into the street. It was the fastest model available, procured in case Barnes decided to run. He considered the Talon-9, wrapped in its holster on the neat, unused bed, and buckled it around his waist.Ĭoldhand took an elevator down to the garage and climbed into his rented car. A black shirt over gray pants so dark that they were almost the same color. ![]() All across the sky, stars glittered like bubbles in a glass of wine.įinally having made his decision, Logan went to the bedroom and dressed quickly. Sipho’s pale blue dwarf sun was setting, filling the sky with silver fire. Logan’s bare feet sank into the deep, soft carpet. A single long window spanned the entire wall and looked out over the shining, glittering city skyline. The hotel room was expensive, huge and stylishly furnished. Logan Coldhand stood at the window for a long time, rhythmically drumming his fingers against the reinforced glass. “A man who fears his past fears his future.” – Devon LiMalle, Sunjarri consul (136 PA) ![]()
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