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Epilogue
Other hellgrounds beckoned. He knew they always would so long as he lived.
But there were those times, those moments when Eden deserved a bit of attention also.
So it was no misdirection of the mind that sent the world's most wanted fugitive back along the cosmic curve to a winding drive in Paradise.
The odds were, of course, that she would just give him another kick in the seat of the pants and send him on to the next blood river.
But a corner of the Bolan mind held a lot of hope for Morris Kaufman's kid. At the very least, she deserved to be told of her father's death by someone who cared. Bolan cared.
So maybe they could find some basis for mutual understanding. It was the least he could offer.
And maybe, despite all that separated them, they could pull together the fragmented corners of a brief respite in Paradise. What the hell.
Mother Cosmos deserved equal time didn't she?