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Five-Minute fiction - 23:57-00:02

that would prove to be a problem. The check took about thirty seconds, and was about one three-hundredth of the cost of employing an actual lawyer. The woman looked from him to the device sand back, her face twisting in a quizzical expression of incomprehension. Thrope smiled, waited for the device to beep and then safely stowed it away in his...
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Five-Minute fiction - 18:46-18:51

slender personal computer from her bag and set it on his desk. She keyed in a sequence of numbers and the holographic display projected a series of letters and numbers into the air above it. Thrope reached forward and keyed in his Union operators license and the image froze for a moment as the computer processed the information. Thrope was slightly...
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Five-Minute fiction - 16:42-16:47

well, what is your actual rank. I know that in our military organization youd be a colonel, but I suspect you go by something more grandiose? General?

Thrope laughed at the thought of being a general, and was about to refute the point when the woman replied for him. Actually, Mr President, under our Outside Contractors Agreement, or O.C.A. Mr Thrope...
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Five-Minute fiction - 22:50-22:55

And frankly, Mr President that is not something I can afford to have happen. So, while I appreciate that you wanted to be very hands on with this part of the arrangement, and if you dont mind, Ill stick to negotiating my contracts with the usual parties.

The President seemed to pause for a moment, as if considering some unforeseen implications....
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Five-Minute fiction - 23:28-23:33

are commonly made by a suitable handler. As such I am not, entirely, sure if Im comfortable discussing matters with you, Thrope said. He took, the now ice-cold cup off coffee from his desk, swipped the muddy brown liquid around his mouth once and set the cup down before continuing. You see, Mr President, the issue is that some, namely I,...
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Five-Minute fiction - 23:29-23:34

importance to the operation in the Karak last year, the President said as he took the proffered seat.

I wouldnt say I was crucial, Thrope said returning to his own seat. He shifted one of the many stacks of paper that littered his desk so he could better see the President, and continued. My unit certainly contributed. Theres no point in...
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Five-Minute fiction - 23::56-00:1

surgical, chemical, and biological practices in order to look younger, be stronger, or what have you. Thrope had made it a point to limit the enhancement the team had underwent. Too often the enhancements met with some critical failure and the subject required immediate medical attention, and usually more than could be provided by the teams field medics. But Thrope suspected...
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Five-Minute fiction - 0027-00:32

the room and Thrope balked at the thought of being trapped in the small office with him.

The Courtyard, as the building was called, or had been called, was of a previous generation. A building cramped, and made of the cheapest materials. The fact that it was still standing was a testament to the hard work of individual contractors who had...
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Five-Minute fiction - 23:16-23:21

I think there might be an issue,; Rourke said as she peered in through the door.

Oh? And what has happened now? Thrope said without looking up.

The President is on the comm.

President? What president? Thrope said. He looked up in some surprise at Rourke. We dont owe anyone money do we? I mean, someone important of course.

No, sir....
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Five-Minute fiction - 01:33-01:38

There he is! Hansen said as Thrope pushed the door to the office open. The man threw his arms wide, an affectionate gesture but one Thrope hardly considered to be of any value. Hansen pushed himself back from the deck and embraced Thrope before he could resist. How are ya? You old dog. His words were tinged with some measure of...
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Five-Minute fiction - 00:47-00:52

Quick, what do ya reckon? Grim said as he hefted the immense broad-headed axe and brandished it with a grimace.

Darker turned from where he was busily attempting to wedge a pry-bar between the door and its frame. He glared. Be serious, what good do you think that will be? he snarled as he turned back to the door.

Grim watched...
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Five-Minute fiction - 23:24-23:39

The wave crashed overhead as Dominic tried to right himself. The wave pitched him forward carrying him toward the shore. The world transformed, turned green by the onslaught of the salty water. He fought against the roll, but it was too much. He uttered garbled words as he was slammed into the hard sand of the beach and the wave retreated...
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