The guy picking me up was supposed to be waiting outside near the taxi rank.As I headed for the rank, I saw a man holding up a piece of cardboard with...my name written on it. He was what they used to call a Clone. Handlebar moustache, check shirt and tight jeans. He would have been mid-forties and around six feet tall and very fit looking. He noticed me straight away and waved as I approached.He could see that I was struggling with my bag and strode towards me and grabbing it from my hand and. Jessie was veryhappy. She told him to come in tomorrow and Marybeth would show himthe ropes for the next two days. She told him Marybeth had said shewould like to start packing on Thursday. Jeff went to work the next morning. Marybeth was real nice andcomplimented him on how he had set up the books. She showed himsome things she had added to make tracking work orders easier. Bynoon they were old friends. Marybeth told Chuck and Jessie they hadone smart boy there. Within a week Jeff had it. . My mind abruptly felt empty of his presence, his mental voice no longer coming into my head. I cried out his name several times, waiting for him to respond, but he did not. I quickly ran up to Atheria, who walked ahead of the group."He's gone! His voice is gone!" I told her."What happened?" Atheria asked in alarm."He told me that someone was coming, then he said that it was him. That was the last thing he said. I think it was Dred. Who else could it have been?"Atheria gravely nodded, her. Bounty... bountyhunter... don't stop... Lorna... something..." Lorna Malys" the girl finished, helpfully."Yes. Her... asked me... trail map... for Fang Ridge... How... roughterrain... how much food to... bring... nnnngh oh gods..." Did she say when she was leaving?" Y-yes. Tomorrow... sunrise... I sold her... rations... b-but...stupid..." Why stupid?" Fang Ridge... bugbear... tribe... caravans don't go... through there.Too... dangerous. Slaver caravan... lost there... some time ago..."As he.