His name was Omar Rafique."My asking The Indian for a spare copy of the program won't work. Whatdo you think?" Hiromi asked half jokingly."No, probabl... not." Don't worry Reina, I was just joking." While Hiromi Sato was a Saiko-komon to Goro Watanabe, and she could ask almost anything of people onthe Watanabe payroll and be certain to receive it, some actions would bejust too risky. Asking Omar Rafique for a copy of the program was adefinite non-starter.The drive back to her apartment would take. I trudged over to the grass, pulling my pack off as I went. I unclipped the straps holding the blanket I had brought and let it fall to the ground. I put the pack aside and shook out the blanket, collapsing on it with a heavy sigh. I laid there for a few moments, letting my body relax after my long workout. But it didn’t take long for the sun’s heat to make me realize how hot, sweaty and dusty I was. I groaned as I sat up, looking out at the inviting water. I took off my boots and socks, stood. More

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