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The
engineering
tech
made
a
rude
noise
.
’
Didn
’
t
you
know
?
Ripley
can
’
t
be
satisfied
.
’
Pinging
sounds
came
from
behind
the
intake
screen
he
was
working
on
.
Parker
glanced
at
the
silent
intercom
speaker
and
grunted
a
reply
.
’
If
we
don
’
t
get
full
shares
after
this
,
I
’
ll
lodge
a
complaint
.
We
’
ve
earned
double
pay
.
Probably
qualified
for
hazard
as
well
.
This
time
the
Company
had
better
make
it
worth
our
while
or
we
’
ll
go
to
the
Guild
.
No
messing
around
anymore
.
’
’
Right
,
’
snapped
Brett
.
A
hand
extended
outward
from
inside
the
tube
where
the
screen
was
secured
.
’
Number
three
sealer
ought
to
do
it
.
’
Parker
fished
around
in
a
neatly
labeled
but
filthy
plastic
case
,
handed
up
a
tiny
grey
square
stenciled
over
in
green
and
red
,
and
glared
at
the
inoffensive
intercom
.
.
The
rhythm
was
primitive
,
unsophisticated
,
and
the
recording
had
lost
brilliance
with
age
and
much
use
,
but
Dallas
lay
back
and
absorbed
the
music
as
though
he
were
present
at
the
ancient
recording
session
.
One
foot
tapped
silently
,
in
unthinking
podal
counterpoint
to
the
melody
.
The
communicator
beeped
for
attention
.
It
did
so
three
times
before
catching
the
captain
’
s
notice
.
Letting
out
a
resigned
sigh
,
he
reached
out
and
shut
off
the
music
,
then
flipped
the
acknowledge
switch
for
the
’
com
.
’
Dallas
here
.
’
’
Ash
.
I
think
you
should
have
a
look
at
Kane
.
Something
’
s
happened
.
’
Dallas
swung
his
legs
off
the
lounge
,
sat
up
quickly
.
Ash
didn
’
t
sound
worried
,
which
was
encouraging
.
He
did
sound
confused
,
which
was
not
.
