<P>Dominic left the room. 
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<P>Jock looked upwards, towards the majestic, wispy array of clouds in the deeply orange sky. Framed within it was the dark silhouette of his destination; It loomed upwards before him, ascending to its lofty glass pinnacle, lost somewhere in its own elevation. Maggie Chow's hotel did not impress Jock. Neither did Maggie Chow.
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<P>It was common knowledge that Miss Chow was a snake. She was famous; The young, beautiful actress appeared in films worldwide. Men lusted for her as they did for their cars. Large sums of money gradually became pocket change. This situation led to the most probable outcome imaginable for the weak-minded: Greed. Unstoppable self-indulgence, and the vicious decay of morals.
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<P>Maggie worked for MJ12.
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<P>She tried to keep it entirely secretive, and it was, but not entirely. Youth and greed often equates folly. Maggie Chow was no different. People knew things that were dangerous to her, and she was clueless to that.
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<P>The Luminous Path had suspected Miss Chow for longer than desirable. Either of the Dentons would have already investigated her operations if either of them still existed in a form other than rotting flesh. Jock was the only one left who could be trusted with the job.
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<P>He didn't like it.
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<P>But there was no one else who could have been sent. Dominic was unstable, and he'd already gotten into trouble with the Red Arrow. If they were to spot him on the streets, there would only be further chaotic engagements. The others did not even have a desire to go, even if they were trusted to do so. Jess was far too tired of everything all at once. She needed sleep.
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<P>But that didn't stop Jock from not liking it