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8/22/2015 3:50:22 PM
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Zhackie places a foot on the other man who is currently on the ground, clutching his stomach trying to catch his breath. He looks at the man you just shot. "Did he have to die?"
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"If he lived, he would have hurt someone else." Jack pulled out a pistol and shot the one currently on the floor, "that is the code of my brotherhood, no loose ends, no more pain. So do you want the credits or not?"
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Zhackie smiles. "I'll take my share" He says as he uploads 10,000 credits unto his Tac Pad. "I have other work to tend to now" He says as he heads for the exit.
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"Hey! The brotherhood could use talent like yours, just find me if you're interested."
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"I'll keep that in mind"
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"Goodbye, but I have a feeling we'll see each other soon..." And then Jack grappled away
