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@ewdocparris “I believe we can reach an agreement, your honor,” Clyde directed at the emissary of Kreilonu.
It sat towering above Clyde and his associate Bill. They were CIA agents brokering a deal with the Kreilo.
“Proceed,” the emissary projected telepathically.
“We have a donor program for organs that should meet your needs so that there won’t be any more unsanctioned harvesting.”
“Acceptable,” it interrupted his train of thought.
“Good, I’m glad we could agree on this arrangement!”
“Yes.”