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"Well, that seems pretty clear to me then," the barman replied. "Unless one of you gentlemen and ladies has something interesting to say, this manthing can go back to his duties."
Sighs, hopeful looks and disbelief that it would be over so soon all crossed the faces of the crew as they watched the screens.
Then one of the security officers stood up.
"Settin' this guy free won't be helpin' us much. That killer's still out there if it ain't him. 'N besides, how d'you even know it wasn't no holo they've been seein' at the guns? An' he did have that knife!"
"Right, ehr... well, I'm kinda confused as to what we should do now? Any ideas, advisors?"
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