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"
LAY
DOWN
YOUR
WEAPON
!
"
A
cluster
of
pulsating
lights
dropped
vertically
from
above
and
the
tannoy
barked
down
the
night
like
the
voice
of
a
robot
god
.
A
searchlight
exploded
in
the
street
and
flooded
us
with
white
fire
.
From
where
I
lay
,
I
screwed
up
my
eyes
and
could
just
make
out
the
police
transport
,
a
regulation
crowd
-
control
five
metres
off
the
street
,
lights
flashing
.
The
soft
storm
of
its
turbines
swept
flapping
wings
of
paper
and
plastic
up
against
the
walls
of
nearby
buildings
and
pinned
them
there
like
dying
moths
.
"
STAND
WHERE
YOU
ARE
!
"
the
tannoy
thundered
again
"
LAY
DOWN
YOUR
WEAPON
!
"
The
Mongol
brought
his
particle
blaster
round
in
a
searing
arc
and
the
transport
bucked
as
its
pilot
tried
to
avoid
the
beam
.
Sparks
showered
off
one
turbine
where
the
weapon
found
its
mark
and
the
transport
sideslipped
badly
.
Machine
-
rifle
fire
answered
from
a
mounting
somewhere
below
the
vessel
’
s
nose
,
but
by
that
time
the
Mongol
was
across
the
street
,
had
torched
down
a
door
and
was
gone
through
the
smoking
gap
.
Screams
from
somewhere
within
.
I
picked
myself
slowly
up
off
the
ground
and
watched
as
the
transport
settled
to
within
a
metre
of
the
ground
.
An
extinguisher
canister
fumed
into
life
on
the
smouldering
engine
canopy
and
dripped
white
foam
onto
the
street
.
Just
behind
the
pilot
’
s
window
,
a
hatch
whined
up
and
Kristin
Ortega
stood
framed
in
the
opening
.
The
transport
was
a
stripped
-
down
version
of
the
one
that
had
given
me
the
ride
out
to
Suntouch
House
,
and
it
was
noisy
in
the
cabin
.
Ortega
had
to
shout
to
make
herself
heard
above
the
engines
.
"
We
’
ll
put
in
a
sniffer
squad
,
but
if
he
’
s
connected
he
can
get
stuff
that
’
ll
change
his
body
’
s
chemical
signature
before
dawn
.
After
that
,
we
’
re
down
to
witness
sightings
.
Stone
Age
stuff
.
And
in
this
part
of
town
…
"
The
transport
banked
and
she
gestured
down
at
the
warren
of
streets
below
.
"
Look
at
it
.
Licktown
,
they
call
it
.
Used
to
be
called
Potrero
way
back
.
They
say
it
was
a
nice
area
.
"
