Austin, Texas


"A chance? What are you talking about?"

Schmidt bit his lip and cocked an eyebrow. "After Jorge was 'wounded' . . . when he got out of the hospital . . . I . . . ah . . . made him a little present.

"Something . . . um . . . special. I doubt he would throw away a present . . . not this kind surely."

The governor's eyes widened. "You didn't?"

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