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"
Yeah
,
"
the
woman
sneered
.
"
Maybe
he
’
ll
sue
us
.
You
don
’
t
think
this
place
is
up
to
a
simple
De
-
and
Re
-
,
maybe
I
’
ll
talk
to
Ray
about
moving
our
business
through
someone
else
.
"
"
He
’
s
not
talking
about
the
re
-
sleeve
,
"
I
observed
,
pulling
on
my
trousers
.
"
He
wants
to
check
for
interrogation
trauma
.
"
"
Who
asked
you
?
"
I
shrugged
.
"
Suit
yourself
.
Where
are
we
going
?
"
"
To
talk
to
someone
,
"
she
said
shortly
and
turned
back
to
the
medics
.
"
If
he
is
who
he
says
he
is
,
trauma
isn
’
t
going
to
be
an
issue
.
And
if
he
isn
’
t
,
he
’
s
coming
right
back
here
anyway
.
"
I
continued
dressing
as
smoothly
as
I
could
.
Not
out
of
the
fire
yet
,
then
.
My
crossover
tunic
and
jacket
were
intact
but
the
bandanna
was
gone
,
which
annoyed
me
out
of
all
proportion
.
I
’
d
only
bought
it
a
few
hours
ago
.
No
watch
,
either
.
Deciding
not
to
make
an
issue
of
it
,
I
press
-
sealed
my
boots
and
stood
up
.
"
So
who
are
we
going
to
see
?
"
The
woman
gave
me
a
sour
look
.
"
Someone
who
knows
enough
to
check
out
your
shit
.
And
then
,
personally
,
I
think
we
’
ll
be
bringing
you
back
here
for
orderly
dispersal
.
"
"
When
this
is
over
,
"
I
said
evenly
,
"
maybe
I
can
persuade
one
of
our
squads
to
pay
you
a
visit
.
In
your
real
sleeve
,
that
is
.
They
’
ll
want
to
thank
you
for
your
support
.
"
The
blaster
came
out
of
its
sheath
with
a
soft
strop
,
and
was
under
my
chin
.
