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Justice in Limbo
one of the few hospitable bays far from habitation, and planted the
parachute. Then she took off, still unseen, and headed for a spot
high above the deepest part of the ocean within range of her fuel
supply. Once there, she set the controls for a slow dive, then
jumped out of the plane with the dumbbells strapped to her waist.
The odds were she would never be found. Then the reporter has to
decide whether or not to publish it. That I would leave to you.”
Hydrargyrum Diggers sat silently with a pout on her face.
“Izzy,” said Fred Feghootsky, “that was quite a tale. But we are
not here to write other people’s stories. That was way too much
detail. A simple suggestion about the fake disappearance would
have sufficed. Listen and learn, as we proceed.”
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