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Pozo’s eyes blazed. “I am going nowhere. You would not dare to shoot me in a
crowded club in the middle of your capital.” Nodding at Sowerbutt, the slight military man’s
voice was icy. “I will have this club cleared in two minutes with a bomb scare
and then my friend here will do exactly that. In the leg
first, perhaps the kneecap. Where next? Are you a brave man, senor?
Can you stand pain?”
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