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The plan was simple. Retrieve the second core, pair them, and sell the set to the highest bidder. The Belt Syndicates. The Jovian Free Navy. Hell, maybe a lonely billionaire who wanted to commute to another galaxy for the weekend. Kai didn’t care. He just wanted to be rich enough to never smell recycled air again.
Lina frowned. “So… you’d need two of these things to do anything useful?” dc60 008 version 4.0 a
The Titan vault was easier than expected. Corrupt security, half-dead drones, a single guard who was more interested in his crossword puzzle than his motion sensors. The second core—DC60.008.v4.0b—sat in a dusty cradle, humming the same low, contented note as its twin. The plan was simple