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"
Your
mother
tell
you
that
story
?
"
"
Father
.
When
I
was
five
.
"
She
looked
at
the
end
of
her
cigarette
.
"
Nice
.
"
"
No
.
He
wasn
’
t
.
But
that
’
s
another
story
.
"
I
stood
up
and
looked
down
the
street
to
where
the
crowd
was
massed
at
one
of
the
incident
barriers
.
"
Kadmin
’
s
out
there
,
and
he
’
s
out
of
control
.
Whoever
he
was
working
for
,
he
’
s
working
for
himself
now
.
"
"
How
?
"
Ortega
spread
her
hands
in
exasperation
.
"
OK
,
an
AI
could
tunnel
into
the
Bay
City
PD
stack
.
I
’
ll
buy
that
.
But
we
’
re
talking
about
microsecond
intrusion
here
.
Any
longer
and
it
’
d
ring
bells
from
here
to
Sacramento
.
"
"
Microsecond
’
s
all
it
needed
.
"
"
But
Kadmin
isn
’
t
on
stack
.
They
’
d
need
to
know
when
he
was
being
spun
,
and
they
’
d
need
a
fix
.
They
’
d
need
…
"
She
stopped
as
she
saw
it
coming
.
"
Me
.
"
I
finished
for
her
.
"
They
’
d
need
me
.
"
