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bearer
,
the
one
they
called
Czigo
,
came
around
and
took
the
other
front
seat
.
Kinet
closed
his
door
,
bent
to
the
controls
.
The
’
thopter
took
off
in
a
wing
-
tucked
surge
,
headed
south
over
the
Shield
Wall
.
Czigo
tapped
his
companion
’
s
shoulder
,
said
:
“
Whyn
’
t
you
turn
around
and
keep
an
eye
on
them
two
?
”
“
Sure
you
know
the
way
to
go
?
”
Kinet
watched
Czigo
’
s
lips
.
“
I
listened
to
the
traitor
same
’
s
you
.
”
Kinet
swiveled
his
seat
.
Jessica
saw
the
glint
of
starlight
on
a
lasgun
in
his
hand
.
The
’
thopter
’
s
light
-
walled
interior
seemed
to
collect
illumination
as
her
eyes
adjusted
,
but
the
guard
’
s
scarred
face
remained
dim
.
Jessica
tested
her
seat
belt
,
found
it
loose
.
She
felt
roughness
in
the
strap
against
her
left
arm
,
realized
the
strap
had
been
almost
severed
,
would
snap
at
a
sudden
jerk
.
Has
someone
been
at
this
’
thopter
,
preparing
it
for
us
?
she
wondered
.
Who
?
Slowly
,
she
twisted
her
bound
feet
clear
of
Paul
’
s
.
“
Sure
do
seem
a
shame
to
waste
a
good
-
looking
woman
like
this
,
”
Scarface
said
.
“
You
ever
have
any
highborn
types
?
”
He
turned
to
look
at
the
pilot
.
“
Bene
Gesserit
ain
’
t
all
highborn
,
”
the
pilot
said
.
“
But
they
all
looks
heighty
.
”
