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htm (11 of 24)28-8-2007 11:23:16 - Chapter 3expensive, though, especially if we have to develop them for ourselves. Instead, they go somewhere as couriers. We have to raise the stakes to a level the other side can't handle. But this threat—and despite the fact that every murder has been different, I am convinced there is a single agency behindit—this threat will escalate to any conceivable means to make us extinct.
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