The Reaper of Won Shasot
Dax looked up at the clock on the wall, a miracle it was still working.  "Customs terminals are closed now.  They won't let anyone up into the upper levels till tomorrow.  And I don't know any smugglers around here." he said, sitting down and leaning against the counter behind him.  "Any other ideas?"
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