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... ded slowly on the ground, and the hand held the handrail next to the door. Colson leaned toward the fat body and squeezed out of the cabin, covering his mouth and nose to cover the dust from the propeller.
"Colson Special!" An elderly armed soldier stepped forward and took a warm smile at Colson. "Mr. Nick asked me to pick you up."
"Good. Where is he now?" Coulson asked as he walked.
"At the interim headquarters." The armed soldier said, reaching out and leading the suit and ...
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