"You wouldn't happen to be the famous android bounty hunter, Arrivederci Jackknife, would you?" The cyborg's sizzling red eye glared at the mysterious stranger across the vantablackjack table, who pounded back another shot of synthwhiskey in reply.
"Maybe I am," he growled. "Depends on if you want to stay quiet and walk out of here alive, or if you want to get perforated with 837 rounds of EMP-tipped nano-lead."
Outside the rain fell like contraband diamonds from God's 3D printer in the sky.
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