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God, I could use a drink, Vulff gasped behind me, sitting on his already-packed bags. I relaxed and savored every last drop of irony in the situation. Now that I was in space, past the point of no return, all the doubts that I had dismissed fought for attention. This didnt happen often. Not today, sir. After that he could play his politics. Before he could draw back I had his knife wrist in my hand and clamped on. I was sleeping, I didnt hear him open the window, she said.