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The
woman
nodded
and
gestured
me
to
my
feet
with
her
blaster
.
She
prodded
Louise
’
s
corpse
with
the
toe
of
one
boot
.
"
And
this
?
"
"
Get
rid
of
it
.
Milo
,
Deek
,
go
with
her
.
"
The
pipe
-
wielder
shoved
his
weapon
into
his
waistband
and
stooped
to
shoulder
the
corpse
as
if
it
were
a
bundle
of
kindling
.
Deek
,
close
behind
,
slapped
it
affectionately
on
one
bruised
buttock
.
The
Mongol
made
a
noise
in
his
throat
.
Jerry
glanced
across
at
him
with
faint
distaste
.
"
No
,
not
you
.
They
’
re
going
places
I
don
’
t
want
you
to
see
.
Don
’
t
worry
,
there
’
ll
be
a
disc
.
"
"
Sure
,
man
,
"
said
Deek
over
his
shoulder
.
"
We
’
ll
bring
it
right
back
across
.
"
"
All
right
,
that
’
s
enough
,
"
said
the
woman
roughly
,
moving
to
face
me
.
"
Let
’
s
have
an
understanding
here
,
Ryker
.
You
got
neurachem
,
so
do
I
.
And
this
is
a
high
-
impact
chassis
.
Lockheed
-
Mitoma
test
pilot
specs
.
You
can
’
t
damage
me
worth
a
jack
.
And
I
’
ll
be
happy
to
burn
your
guts
out
if
you
even
look
at
me
wrong
.
They
don
’
t
care
what
state
you
’
re
in
where
we
’
re
going
.
That
clear
,
Ryker
?
"
"
My
name
’
s
not
Ryker
,
"
I
said
irritably
.
"
Right
.
"
We
went
through
the
frosted
glass
door
,
into
a
tiny
space
that
held
a
make
-
up
table
and
shower
stall
,
and
out
onto
a
corridor
parallel
to
the
one
at
the
front
of
the
booths
.
Here
the
lighting
was
unambiguous
,
there
was
no
music
,
and
the
corridor
gave
onto
larger
,
partially
curtained
dressing
rooms
where
young
men
and
women
slumped
smoking
or
just
staring
into
space
like
untenanted
synthetics
.
If
any
of
them
saw
the
little
procession
go
past
,
they
gave
no
indication
.
Milo
went
ahead
with
the
corpse
.
