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"
Raise
your
hands
above
your
head
and
step
away
from
your
vehicle
,
"
came
the
metallic
voice
of
the
traffic
cop
.
Over
the
bobbing
heads
of
the
spectators
,
I
made
out
the
driver
,
easing
himself
out
of
the
limo
in
the
recommended
posture
.
He
looked
relieved
to
be
alive
.
For
a
moment
I
caught
myself
wondering
why
that
kind
of
stand
-
off
wasn
’
t
more
popular
in
the
circles
I
moved
in
.
Just
too
many
death
wishes
all
round
,
I
guess
.
I
backstepped
a
few
metres
in
the
mix
of
the
crowd
,
then
turned
and
slipped
away
into
the
brightly
lit
anonymity
of
the
Bay
City
night
.
The
personal
,
as
every
one
’
s
so
fucking
fond
of
saying
,
is
political
.
So
if
some
idiot
politician
,
some
power
player
,
tries
to
execute
policies
that
harm
you
or
those
you
care
about
,
TAKE
IT
PERSONALLY
.
Get
angry
.
The
Machinery
of
Justice
will
not
serve
you
here
—
it
is
slow
and
cold
,
and
it
is
theirs
,
hardware
and
soft
-
.
Only
the
little
people
suffer
at
the
hands
of
Justice
;
the
creatures
of
power
slide
out
from
under
with
a
wink
and
a
grin
.
If
you
want
justice
,
you
will
have
to
claw
it
from
them
.
Make
it
PERSONAL
.
Do
as
much
damage
as
you
can
.
GET
YOUR
MESSAGE
ACROSS
.
That
way
you
stand
a
far
better
chance
of
being
taken
seriously
next
time
.
Of
being
considered
dangerous
.
And
make
no
mistake
about
this
:
being
taken
seriously
,
being
considered
dangerous
marks
the
difference
,
the
ONLY
difference
in
their
eyes
,
between
players
and
little
people
.
Players
they
will
make
deals
with
.
Little
people
they
liquidate
.
And
time
and
again
they
cream
your
liquidation
,
your
displacement
,
your
torture
and
brutal
execution
with
the
ultimate
insult
that
it
’
s
just
business
,
it
’
s
politics
,
it
’
s
the
way
of
the
world
,
it
’
s
a
tough
life
and
that
IT
’
S
NOTHING
PERSONAL
,
mil
,
fuck
them
.
Make
it
personal
.
"
QUELLCRIST
FALCONER
Things
I
Should
Have
Learnt
by
Now
Volume
II
There
was
a
cold
blue
dawn
over
the
city
by
the
time
I
got
back
to
Licktown
,
and
everything
had
the
wet
gunmetal
sheen
of
recent
rain
.
I
stood
in
the
shadow
of
the
express
-
way
pillars
and
watched
the
gutted
street
for
any
hint
of
movement
.
There
was
a
feeling
I
needed
,
but
it
wasn
’
t
easy
to
come
by
in
the
cold
light
of
the
rising
day
.
My
head
was
buzzing
with
rapid
data
assimilation
and
Jimmy
de
Soto
floated
around
in
the
back
of
my
mind
like
a
restless
demon
familiar
.
