The Hunt Begins.

[Reverend Del]

"Specific?" Herne shook his head, "The guy has info on the Mollys I want, simple as that. Find out how to extract it, I don't care how. But it's got to come from him."

Herne turned back to his drink, looking across to Lizzie, he wondered how the fourth member of this coterie was, poor fella had no idea what was in store for him, but if he was clever he'd figure out where the odds where stacked. Right now all the pieces were in Hernes field of play. That gave him four, not including the crew of the Hunter, that should do, but it paid to keep options open.

"Hey, Chick. I'm going down to the Med-Bay, got to see a man about a box. Coot, you still here? Get gone, I want that info."

Shane fired a look at Herne, which Herne took no notice of. He ducked out of the door and onto the street.

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Saint Del is considered a holy healer of diseases of children, but also as a protector of cattle.