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Rico Rodriguez had done the math. It was bad math, the kind that involved a fraying cable, a Panauan military jeep, and a general who weighed as much as a small buffalo.

He had a choice. Cut the line, fall into the ravine, and watch the general escape. Or do something stupid. bolopatch just cause 2

“Me,” Rico agreed, and tapped the Bolopatch on his wrist. It beeped happily. Rico Rodriguez had done the math

Rico sighed. The game’s stupid rule. You could tether a man to a jet and drag him across three islands, but if you tried to hitch a ride on a speeding limo, the universe decided you were suffocating. The logic? There was none. Just the cold, arbitrary law of Panauan physics: Drag is death. Cut the line, fall into the ravine, and

He fired his grappling hook. The line snagged the limo’s rear bumper with a metallic clink . And then he was flying.

“You,” Sastro whispered.

He smashed the rear window, crawled through the shattered glass, and landed in the lap of General Sastro, who was mid-sip from a champagne flute. The general’s monocle popped off in surprise.