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"Is he dead?"

"I doubt it Nothing less than a cannon could wipe him out"

Shaw took several deep breaths and rateful for your timely intervention, Mrer"

"The name is Pitt, Mr Shaw And you can cut the charade We both know all about each other"

Shaw shifted his h luck he had barely survived one opponent, and noas facing another

"You're taking quite a chance, Mr Pitt My crew could coh the door any second"

"If anybody co in here," Pitt said nonchalantly, "it'll beot securely stoay in the engine room"

"My co wrench"

Pitt shoved the tool into the side pocket of his windbreaker and sat down "They were very cooperative

But I guess that happens to men when they stare into the business end of an automatic rifle"

Pain waves shot up and down Shaw's back His lips pressed together and his face paled He tried a few bending exercises, but they only made matters worse

Pitt watched hiest you see an osteopath after you notify MI6 of recent events"

"Thank you for your concern," Shaw muttered "How do you come to know so much?"

"You became an instant celebrity when you-looked into the canized your face, and the CIA fleshed out your past"

Shaw's eyes narrowed "Coan is on board your ship?"