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. He feinted left, moved right, and was out the door before Xris could stop him.
"No luck?" said Ito, coming up behind.
"Hell no. He's acting strange, Ito. He could be in trouble. Big trouble. I heard--"
"Excuse me," Armstrong interrupted politely. He was standing behind them. "If I could get past? I need to put together a few things."
"Sure. Sorry." Xris moved one way, Ito the other.
Armstrong stepped between them, gave them a smile, and walked off down the hall.
"What have you heard?" Ito asked.
"Nothing," Xris answered. "Skip it."
Ito shook his head. "You heard he was on the take. I heard it, too, and I don't believe it." "I didn't. Until I saw him."
"Rowan's straight arrow. You'll never convince me."
They both stood in the doorway, watched their friend step into the lift.
Xris took out a twist, stuck it in his mouth, chewed on the end. "Maybe one of us should ... well ... keep an eye on him."
"Damn it, Xris, we're talking about Rowan! Dalin Rowan!" Ito snorted. "If you want to tail a man who's been your best friend for ten years, who's saved your ass more than once, then go ahead. I'm going out for a drink. You coming?"
Xris went with Ito for that drink. But he was to wonder later--wonder over and over again--what would have happened if he hadn't. What if he'd tailed his friend, his pal, his buddy? What would he have seen? Rowan meeting with the Hung
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