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3...2..1...no go.
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May. 19th, 2009 @ 03:17 am
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"I will." Reed said as he stood back up and walked over to Nick, offering his hand. "Thank you for all the help, Colonel. It's been a pleasure."
Nick took the hand and shook it. He nodded. "Wish I had better news for ya. Take care of yerself."
"You too." Reed nodded back and went back to his table. He turned the ray back on and went back to jotting down notes as he did before. This turn of events was not welcomed, but as he said before, he would make the best of his situation. That didn't mean lie down and quit though. It just meant improvising. Reed needed to make a few phone calls...
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