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From: Playing the Game at Wilmot's End

A foreign power. Revolutionaries. The slow heartbeat of change quickens.


A word with your contact

The little man […]nods. 'I thought as much.' Smoke drifts away […].

'Don't kill anyone here,' he says. 'It's bad for business.' He takes a manila envelope from his coat and hands it to you. 'You must destroy this soon. They are starting to suspect.'

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