“Oh trust me, I do. I know quite a lot about you. And that’s it – I’m disappointed. Can I ask you something?”
Bits of holographic light still fizzling in his hair, Johnny Yamamoto started asking questions. They came pouring out of his mouth, one after another. Something inside him wasn’t satisfied, couldn’t be satisfied with what was happening here. Ben answered most of them by raising his laser cannon and pulling the trigger.
