Three Hundred and Twenty-Four. Mourners (1, 3k)

"So he still sent you here."

Corus Corax nodded calmly, stepping aside the only entrance to the cramped cabin.

Conrad Koz smiled, but did not immediately choose to enter. Behind him, the quiet dock was empty, and there was only this small boat that had just come off the production line moored in the huge A-7 division.

There is no doubt that this can only be prepared by someone in advance.

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