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Vinnie was getting worried, he had definetly acted in rage, and that was never a good idea..
Had the enemy ship even got his message?
Vinnie wasn't sure, all he knew was that suspicions might fall on him, and he had to make sure they didn't..
So far the murder of the janitor had not been delved in further, but they probarbly would when the enemy ships had been defeated, if they were defeated..
How could he make sure that someone else took the blame?
There was a rapid knock on the door, and a man in uniform carrying a weapon across his chest entered..
*Sir, will you come with me, please!*
*What for?*, Vinnie barked..
*I do not know that, sir. I was only told to escort you to the main bridge!*
*Very well, lead on soldier..*
The planning would have to wait..
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