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Mort was getting nowhere with anything. He had to forget about his New York mishaps because there was a job to do that wasn't going to complete itself. He needed to track down the other two copies of 'The Nine Gates' for Balkan and it was not going to be an easy job. So, sitting in his hotel room moping would not get him anywhere. He had to get out. He had to go places. He had to... go to Europe.
Portugal, here I come, Mort thought.
He arrived at the airport early the next morning and took the first flight to Spain.