Folkvangr

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FolkvangrBenson reluctantly gave up the search for Tresanton and returned to face the wrath of his boss. “So you failed,” was Oleson’s greeting as he came disconsolately through the door. There was no denying the truth of the comment, Benson was as puzzled as anyone at the disappearance of their quarry. “He must have had help,” he said by way of an excuse. “He just seemed to vanish into thin air. He won’t get off the island though, not without us knowing,” he growled. “I told you to get him, that bastard has cost me a fortune with "Valkyrie". We have passengers talking of getting off, can you imagine how much that will cost me?” He glared as the door opened and Hakka joined them. “It’ll be another ten hours,” replied the Captain gruffly. “The engines take a great deal of cleaning.” “I am

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