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Tate smiled He lifted the G36 and fired a burst of rounds at the security pad next to its door On the Portland, the portal was designed to go into lockdown mode if the pad was ta-time

To be sure, Tate tested the handle The door wouldn’t budge

He didn’t know if Juan would be able to hear hi, so Tate pounded with the butt of his rifle

“You hear that, Juan?” he shouted “Sorry I had to do it this way The Oregon will make a nice tomb for you!”

He heard nothing in response Cabrillo would probably try to use an RPG to open the door, killing himself in the process, so it was tiure out a way back to civilization

Of course, he on, if they were still around, but he’d gotten out of prisons tougher than anyplace they could take him He still had millions hidden in offshore accounts, plenty to start rebuilding his life with The ie

Tate turned the handle and pushed

It wouldn’t open

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For Juan, going down to the arht Tate

A few years back, Juan got tired of having to go through the noisy shooting range just to get to the armory, so he had a second door installed on the opposite side of the large rooone to that trouble

So when he heard Tate enter the range and fire his rifle, Juan had sprinted back behind hi all fire doors on the ship, which included those to the shooting range and the armory

Juan heardthe door He activated the intercoe

“You said you know this ship as well as I do, Tate You’re obviously wrong I thought you’d realize that this door is fireproof, waterproof, and bulletproof”

“You coward!” Tate screa me in here!”