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Depeche refuses to hang around, for even following the humiliation inflicted by Blackmore and his seemingly 'ineffible' Stand, the blind man knows that there is a race to be won; what these mysterious Corpse Parts were that the assassin spoke of did not concern him for the moment, and as far as he knew, Blackmore could have them so long as he was allowed to keep hold of his life.

There was a race to be won, he knew, and it would not be won by chasing hitmen. At least, not for now. "I'll be seeing you up ahead. You fellas aren't going to win anything by sitting around and plotting to chase down and kill a hitman. Whatever the hell he was talking about when he mentioned a 'Corpse Part', it doesn't matter to me; just so long as that bastard and whoever is employing him doesn't try to harm me or Duran Duran here."