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When I thought nothing worse can happen, it did. One of the explosions
must have somehow jammed the docking mechanism between the lifeboat and
the Astra - I couldn't release it! "Great," I grumbled to myself.
Now there was no point in going to Weston II. The dealer to whom I was
going to sell the Farscape whisky had some influence with government
officials, enough for them to send a naval vessel to look for me.
Not an exciting prospect at the best of times. Now - well I didn't want to
dwell on that. I know it's a cliche, but I had to get the hell out of
Dodge. But to where? Preferably somewhere with repair facilities, but
there was no way I could safely land on a planet's surface due to the
damage and the wreck of the lifeboat. Unfortunately, the only people I
knew who I could go to for repairs, no questions asked, were planet-
based. There only one other option. I considered Jonesy to be my Mr. Fixit. [20716 & 26719] I was sure he had connections that I didn't know about - come to think about it, there was a lot about Jonesy I didn't know, but it had never concerned me before.
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