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"
You
’
re
going
there
?
Tonight
?
"
"
Prescott
,
these
places
don
’
t
do
a
lot
of
business
during
the
day
,
"
I
said
patiently
.
"
Of
course
I
’
m
going
there
tonight
.
"
There
was
a
slight
hesitation
on
the
other
end
of
the
line
.
"
It
’
s
not
a
recommended
area
,
Kovacs
.
You
need
to
be
careful
.
"
This
time
I
couldn
’
t
be
bothered
to
stifle
the
snort
of
amusement
.
It
was
like
listening
to
someone
tell
a
surgeon
to
be
careful
and
not
get
his
hands
bloody
.
She
must
have
heard
me
.
"
I
’
m
sending
the
map
,
"
she
said
stiffly
.
Leila
Begin
’
s
face
blinked
out
and
a
tracery
of
grid
-
patterned
streets
inked
themselves
into
the
place
she
had
been
.
I
didn
’
t
need
her
any
more
.
Her
hair
had
been
iridescent
crimson
,
her
throat
choked
with
a
steel
collar
and
her
eyes
made
up
with
startle
lines
,
but
it
was
the
lines
of
the
face
below
it
all
that
stayed
with
me
.
The
same
lines
faintly
emergent
in
Victor
Elliott
’
s
Kodakristal
of
his
daughter
.
The
understated
but
undeniable
similarity
.
Miriam
Bancroft
.
There
was
rain
in
the
air
when
I
got
back
to
the
city
,
a
fine
drizzle
sifting
down
from
the
darkened
sky
.
Parked
across
the
street
from
Jerry
’
s
,
I
watched
the
blinking
neon
club
sign
through
the
streaks
and
beads
of
water
on
the
windscreen
of
the
ground
car
.
Somewhere
in
the
gloom
below
the
concrete
bones
of
the
expressway
a
holo
of
a
woman
danced
in
a
cocktail
glass
,
but
there
was
a
fault
in
the
‘
caster
and
the
image
kept
fizzling
out
.
I
’
d
been
worried
about
the
ground
car
drawing
attention
,
but
it
seemed
that
I
’
d
come
to
the
right
part
of
town
with
it
.
Most
of
the
vehicles
around
Jerry
’
s
were
flightless
;
the
only
exceptions
to
the
rule
were
the
autocabs
that
occasionally
spiralled
down
to
disgorge
or
collect
passengers
and
then
sprang
back
up
into
the
aerial
traffic
flow
with
inhuman
accuracy
and
speed
.
With
their
arrays
of
red
,
blue
and
white
navigation
lights
they
seemed
like
jewelled
visitors
from
another
world
,
barely
touching
the
cracked
and
litter
-
strewn
paving
while
their
charges
alighted
or
climbed
aboard
.
