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He walked up and put his hand on the doorknob. The knob turned easily. It wasn't locked! Jed drew his pistol, and backed away from the door. Raising his leg, he kicked the door into splinters and rolled into the apartment on his shoulder. He got to his feet in a crouch behind the coffee table, his gun tracking across the room. He abruptly lowered his weapon when he spotted the object lying on the counter in the kitchen. It was the Pluto Transformation Pen. ... Continue |