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He had another weapon too - the one hed taped to his body just before they entered Eden. The butterfly knife tucked on the inner thigh of his left leg. The slender blade, folded into its own handle hadnt been discovered in their cursory frisk More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Heidi And Heather Burge by the inhibited guardsmen.
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was shutting, a foot-thick blast-resistant door that was going to close off the room that had the safe in it. There was just a second to make it through. Rockson dived between the sliding-together masses of metal death, and More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Heidi And Heather Burge rolled into the study. The twin walls of crushing steel slammed together 
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the balisong knife into his belt, felt for the More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Heidi And Heather Burge explosive-bolt baton on his belt, slipped it into his grip. All silently. But after a minute, they won the waiting game. He didnt have time to wait any longer. He got into a crouch and moved forward, trying to remember where the soundmatters mainstage hd hi fi theatre console
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encountered, and hit the soft Morris chair, not a man. He knew it the minute the baton demolished the plastic-and-fiber affair. And the lights came on, blinding. He spun and dove behind a cabinet. He peered over it.
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Dedman. Bbos held his familiar bullwhip in his left hand, coiling it tighter. Nunchaku-man took the twin sticks of death from his waistband and smiled a toothsome grin of evil. Dedmans implacable huge face was More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Heidi And Heather Burge enigmatic as he stood like a straight robot, holding his spear in the left hand, his victor harris
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We will see if you are as powerful a fighter as I suspect by your courage, Rockson. We will test you one at More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Heidi And Heather Burge a time. Each one a fair fight. Prepare to die, intruder from the dark realm.
Nunchaku-man stepped forward, the first of the movements 
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would come to render him dead. The man slowly began to circle to the left. Rockson kept his distance. The man took out More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Heidi And Heather Burge his two sticks of steel linked by a chain. He was starting to swing it over his head. An opening move, tentative. Nunchaku against baton and balisong knife. awkward boners
so be it. The huge man didnt know Rock had the knife. It wasnt very obvious, tucked More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Heidi And Heather Burge into his waistband. It would be his little surprise. The knife was a versatile instrument of death. And the bolt-baton was not without its own virtues. Reach was not a virtue of either, though. Rockson bert kreischer
to get Nunchaku-man to move in close, or get handily defeated. Rockson More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Heidi And Heather Burge had trained in the use of the baton for many months in Century City. It was one of the standard martial arts weapons most Free.
