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He
can
see
me
plain
enough
,
Jessica
thought
.
She
brought
her
bound
legs
up
onto
the
seat
,
curled
into
a
sinuous
ball
,
staring
at
Scarface
.
“
Real
pretty
,
she
is
,
”
Kinet
said
.
He
wet
his
lips
with
his
tongue
.
“
Sure
do
seem
a
shame
.
”
He
looked
at
Czigo
.
“
You
thinking
what
I
think
you
’
re
thinking
?
”
the
pilot
asked
.
“
Who
’
d
be
to
know
?
”
the
guard
asked
.
“
Afterwards
.
.
.
.
”
He
shrugged
.
“
I
just
never
had
me
no
highborns
.
Might
never
get
a
chance
like
this
one
again
.
”
“
You
lay
a
hand
on
my
mother
.
.
.
.
”
Paul
grated
.
He
glared
at
Scarface
.
“
Hey
!
”
the
pilot
laughed
.
“
Cub
’
s
got
a
bark
.
Ain
’
t
got
no
bite
,
though
.
”
And
Jessica
thought
:
Paul
’
s
pitching
his
voice
too
high
.
It
may
work
,
though
.
They
flew
on
in
silence
.
These
poor
fools
,
Jessica
thought
,
studying
her
guards
and
reviewing
the
Baron
’
s
words
.
They
’
ll
be
killed
as
soon
as
they
report
success
on
their
mission
.
The
Baron
wants
no
witnesses
.
