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[[Trudy is sat in the back seat of a taxi]]
Trudy (thinks): It was risky coming here, but Gwynn was my best chance of finding a lead. If I could find THEM, then maybe, just maybe...

Trudy (thinks): The UGA, FBI, CIA and every other acronym are after me, and worst of all is C.R.U.D.E. I have nowhere safe anymore, nowhere to turn but one place.

Trudy (thinks): But how will they greet me? With open arms, or rifled barrels? Do I take the risk, or risk worse by NOT taking it?

[[Gwynn watches the taxi drive away]]
Gwynn (thinks): Hrmph... Everyone knows that sweater set does NOT go with that skirt...