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“And rades?” Max asked with a cocked eyebrow

“Not a bad idea”

The third painting was a small cubist oil instantly identifiable as a Picasso

“Beth said this one is available for purchase since it was stolen from an auction”

“Picassos always ood investment” The Corporation already had one in its possession, currently in a bank vault in Monaco “This one ood on the walls in here”

As Juan lifted it up for Max to get a better look, he suddenly understood why Locsin had wanted it back so badly

He nodded appreciatively and grinned at Max “I’ll take it”

EPILOGUE

ONE WEEK LATER

GUAM

Juan found Max in the starboard ballast tank, which also doubled as an Olyth lap pool Juan’s preferredin its dual lanes, but he hadn’t been able to use it since the Kuyog blew a hole in the side of the ship, which hy they were now docked at a maintenance depot

The hull had since been patched up on the outside, appearing as slipshod as possible of course On the inside, Max was inspecting the welds,was seamless

“When can I go back to doing laps?” Juan asked, his voice echoing off the ae had been scrubbed away, revealing the glea surface

“When I’e has been repaired,” Max said “Should take another hour Then, rehteen hundred”

“Should I invite Hux?” Juan teased