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I
lifted
my
jacket
to
demonstrate
.
Kadmin
nodded
.
He
ducked
back
inside
the
cruiser
and
the
vehicle
rolled
smoothly
down
the
block
.
I
watched
it
until
it
stopped
,
then
knelt
beside
Ortega
again
.
She
struggled
to
sit
up
.
"
Kovacs
,
don
’
t
.
They
’
re
going
to
kill
you
.
"
"
Yes
,
they
’
re
certainly
going
to
try
.
"
I
took
her
hand
and
folded
it
around
the
butt
of
the
Nemex
.
"
Listen
,
I
’
m
all
finished
here
in
any
case
.
Bancroft
’
s
sold
,
Kawahara
will
keep
her
word
and
freight
Sarah
back
.
I
know
her
.
What
you
’
ve
got
to
do
is
bust
her
for
Mary
Lou
Hinchley
and
get
Ryker
off
stack
.
Talk
to
the
Hendrix
.
I
left
you
a
few
loose
ends
there
"
From
down
the
street
,
the
cruiser
sounded
its
collision
alert
impatiently
.
In
the
gathering
gloom
of
the
street
,
it
sounded
mournful
and
ancient
,
like
the
hoot
of
a
dying
elephant
ray
on
Hirata
’
s
Reef
.
Ortega
looked
up
out
of
her
stunblasted
face
as
if
she
was
drowning
there
.
"
You
—
"
I
smiled
and
rested
a
hand
against
her
cheek
.
"
Got
to
get
to
the
next
screen
,
Kristin
.
That
’
s
all
.
"
Then
I
stood
up
,
locked
my
hands
together
on
the
nape
of
my
neck
,
and
walked
towards
the
car
.
In
the
cruiser
,
I
was
sandwiched
between
two
impressive
musclemen
who
,
with
a
bit
of
cosmetic
surgery
to
mess
up
their
clone
good
looks
,
could
have
hired
out
as
freak
fighters
on
bulk
alone
.
We
climbed
sedately
away
from
the
street
and
banked
around
.
I
tipped
a
glance
out
of
the
side
window
and
saw
Ortega
below
,
trying
to
prop
herself
upright
.
