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Today, Doc was but a merchant, delivering a load of aluminum and taking a break while the load was unloaded. He acknowledged the cloaked man that greeted him and gave a gentle acknowledgement of the patrons on station. It was a new crowd and he didn't want to stir up trouble.
"Is my old friend Finnegan still around?" he asked of the barkeep.
"Finnegan? Nope. No one knows where he went," he replied, "but it is nice of you to drop in again. Where to from here, Doc?"
"No too sure, really," he answered, "I like these routes between Freeports and Junker facilities. Arbitor Crow okayed my presence in Puerto Rico so I may head that way. We'll see."
Doc took his drink and had a bite to eat as he waited.
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