Final Run — James Pattinson

It was exactly what Blade wanted; if he made good use of the ten thousand pounds he might never again feel obliged to do dicey jobs for people like Korvan. The only snag was that he didn't much care for the particular job he was being offered. True, Korvan had assured him that there was nothing to it, but he had heard assurances like that before. Still, he needed that ten thousand. Maybe he would do this one last job and call it a day. Maybe he would make it the final run.