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“Money, money, money. You PC pricks are all about the money, aren't you?" Jensen frowned at the casual way she lumped him in with the rest of the bastards who worked for the Planetary Council. Which he technically also did. But it wasn't like he'd had a choice. One didn't turn down becoming a shadow agent. Not if you wanted to keep on breathing.”

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Book:Short Tales from Earth's Final Chapter, Volume 1, Book 3
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