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. Nothing lethal--I don't want any innocent people killed. Just something to send him to la-la land while we finish the job."
Raoul nodded complacently, admired his nails. "I see no problem in this, Xris Cyborg."
"There is one little thing I better mention, Raoul," Xris said slowly.
Not liking the cyborg's tone, Raoul looked up in alaml. "What is that, my friend?"
"You have to wear ... coverails."
Raoul's eyes widened. "Baggy coverails?" he whispered, aghast.
"Bright yellow."
Raoul shuddered.
Xris was relentless. "With a large black beetle on the back."
Raoul shut his eyes, unable to contemplate the horror. "I will take that double pay, after all."
Xris looked around at the others. "That's the general plan. Now we'll cover the details. Any questions so far?"
"What happens if we get there and this Rowan's taken the day off or is working the night shift?" Jamil asked.
"She won't be," Xris said shortly. "I have her work schedule."
"Damn!" Harry was admiring. "What'd you do, Xris, ask Lord Admiral Dixter to hand over the Navy's classified files?"
"Something like that," Xris said easily. "Any more questions?"
They discussed how they were going to hijack the craft, what they were going to use to subdue the exterminators before they could be stripped of clothes and equipment. The team tried to anticipate anything that could go wrong and formed a variety of contingency plans to deal with various scenarios
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