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Miriam
shrugged
.
"
I
hadn
’
t
really
thought
about
it
.
Somewhere
on
the
starboard
decks
.
Benton
’
s
,
maybe
?
"
"
Fine
.
I
’
ll
catch
you
up
.
Spear
me
a
kingfish
if
you
see
one
.
"
"
Aye
aye
.
"
She
touched
the
blade
of
one
hand
to
the
side
of
her
head
in
a
ludicrous
salute
that
made
both
of
us
smile
unexpectedly
.
Miriam
’
s
gaze
quivered
and
settled
on
me
.
"
Do
you
like
seafood
,
Mr
.
Kovacs
?
"
"
Probably
.
I
’
ve
had
very
little
time
to
exercise
my
tastes
on
Earth
,
Mrs
.
Bancroft
.
So
far
I
’
ve
only
eaten
what
my
hotel
has
to
offer
.
"
"
Well
.
Once
you
’
ve
developed
a
taste
for
it
,
"
she
said
significantly
,
"
maybe
we
’
ll
see
you
as
well
?
"
"
Thank
you
,
but
I
doubt
it
.
"
"
Well
,
"
she
repeated
brightly
.
"
Try
not
to
be
too
much
longer
,
Laurens
.
I
’
ll
need
some
help
keeping
Marco
off
Nalan
’
s
back
.
He
’
s
fuming
,
by
the
way
.
"
Bancroft
grunted
.
"
The
way
he
played
today
,
I
’
m
not
surprised
.
I
thought
for
a
while
he
was
doing
it
deliberately
.
"
"
Not
the
last
game
,
"
I
said
,
to
no
one
in
particular
.
