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I
watched
him
out
of
sight
,
then
,
regretfully
,
let
the
ice
-
cold
processes
of
Envoy
control
trickle
down
through
my
befuddled
senses
.
When
I
was
unpleasantly
sober
again
,
I
picked
up
Curtis
’
s
drug
crystals
from
the
bar
,
and
went
to
talk
to
the
Hendrix
.
"
You
know
anything
about
synamorphesterone
?
"
"
Heard
of
it
.
"
Ortega
dug
absently
at
the
sand
with
the
toe
of
one
boot
.
It
was
still
damp
from
the
tide
’
s
retreat
,
and
our
footprints
welled
soggily
behind
us
.
In
either
direction
the
curve
of
the
beach
was
deserted
.
We
were
alone
apart
from
the
gulls
that
wheeled
in
geometric
formations
high
overhead
.
"
Well
,
since
we
’
re
waiting
,
you
want
to
fill
me
in
?
"
"
Harem
drug
.
"
When
I
looked
blank
,
Ortega
puffed
out
her
cheeks
impatiently
.
She
was
acting
like
someone
who
hadn
’
t
slept
well
.
"
I
’
m
not
from
here
.
"
"
You
were
on
Sharya
,
you
told
me
.
"
"
Yeah
.
In
a
military
capacity
.
There
wasn
’
t
all
that
much
time
for
cultural
awareness
.
We
were
too
busy
killing
people
.
"
This
last
wasn
’
t
quite
true
.
Following
the
sack
of
Zihicce
,
the
Envoys
had
been
steeped
in
the
mechanics
of
engineering
a
regime
compliant
to
the
Protectorate
.
Troublemakers
were
rooted
out
,
cells
of
resistance
infiltrated
and
then
crushed
,
collaborators
plugged
into
the
political
edifice
.
In
the
process
we
’
d
learnt
quite
a
lot
about
local
culture
.
I
’
d
asked
for
an
early
transfer
out
.
