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"
I
doubt
you
’
ll
get
the
chance
for
that
,
"
said
Jerry
,
crouching
opposite
me
and
looking
at
the
floor
.
"
Your
daughter
was
a
stupid
,
starstruck
little
cunt
who
thought
she
could
put
a
lock
on
me
and
—
"
He
stopped
and
shook
his
head
disbelievingly
.
"
The
fuck
am
I
talking
to
?
I
see
you
standing
there
,
and
still
I
’
m
buying
this
shit
.
You
’
re
good
,
Ryker
,
I
’
ll
give
you
that
.
"
He
sniffed
.
"
Now
,
I
’
m
going
to
ask
you
one
more
time
,
nicely
.
Maybe
see
if
we
can
cut
a
deal
.
After
that
I
’
m
going
to
send
you
to
see
some
very
sophisticated
friends
of
mine
.
You
understand
what
I
’
m
saying
?
"
I
nodded
once
,
slowly
.
"
Good
.
So
here
it
comes
,
Ryker
.
What
are
you
doing
in
Licktown
?
"
I
looked
into
his
face
.
Small
-
time
punk
with
delusions
of
connection
.
I
wasn
’
t
going
to
learn
anything
here
.
"
Who
’
s
Ryker
?
"
The
blond
lowered
his
head
again
and
looked
at
the
floor
between
my
feet
.
He
seemed
unhappy
about
what
was
going
to
happen
next
.
Finally
he
licked
his
lips
,
nodded
slightly
to
himself
and
made
a
brushing
gesture
across
his
knees
as
he
stood
up
.
"
All
right
,
tough
guy
.
But
I
want
you
to
remember
you
had
the
choice
.
"
He
turned
to
the
synthetic
woman
.
"
Get
him
out
of
here
.
I
want
no
traces
.
And
tell
them
,
he
’
s
n
-
wired
to
the
eyes
,
they
’
ll
get
nothing
out
of
him
in
this
sleeve
.
"
