Sarah put her hand on his chest, “Jim, the second it finishes, you’ll need to get out of there. It won’t take Laszlo long to figure out what happened.”
Meade nodded, “Last thing I wanna do is end up as a stain on the bottom of the canyon floor Sarah.”
Meade stood and put his hat and duster on, the long dark leather stained by years of use and the dark red Martian soil fluttered behind him. “I’ll get that infodump and bring it back to you by later tonight.”
“And if I don’t hear from you by tonight?” Sarah asked hesitantly.
A slight smile touched Meade’s lips and he turned, grabbing the tumbler Emeline had placed in front of him, “Then in all likelihood, I’m dead and you spent fifty grand for nothing.”
He saluted Sarah and drank the whiskey down in one gulp.
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