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. There was no love lost between those two. In fact, the Warlord once hired me to do a spy job on the weapons dealer. Derek Sagan had given Ohme the plans for the space-rotation bomb and the Warlord wanted to make damn sure Ohme wasn't trying to double-cross him. Of course, Sagan didn't tell me all that. No one knew about the bomb then. But Ohme appeared to be dealing fairly with the Warlord at that time."
"Because Ohme was plotting to murder Derek Sagan!" Rowan said. She pointed to the computer printout. "That's in this file. Ohme planned to murder Sagan by using some sort of weapon that would only kill Blood Royal. React with the micromachines in their bodies."
"Is that possible, Doc?" Xris asked.
"Certainly," Quong replied. "What was it Raoul said? 'Explode.' There are millions of micromachines in the bloodstream of the Blood Royal. If Ohme had found a way to cause them all to explode ..."
He regarded Raoul with interest. "Ohme must have injected you with those micromachines! Otherwise how could these people have found them in your bloodstream? You're positive Snaga Ohme never gave you any type of injections?"
"Positive." said Raoul.
Quong frowned, perplexed.
Xris shook his head. "Look, this theory is all very interesfing, Doc, but it is just a theory and--"
"Unless you count the collagen treatments," Raoul added offhandedly.
"What collagen treatments?" Quong and Rowan both spoke simultaneously
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