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"
I
can
see
the
rationale
for
that
.
"
"
Yeah
,
so
can
I
.
But
Ryker
couldn
’
t
.
He
paid
some
cut
-
rate
Dipper
to
lose
the
ship
’
s
records
and
reregister
her
through
discreet
holding
.
Claimed
he
needed
a
safe
house
,
if
he
ever
had
to
stash
someone
.
"
I
grinned
a
little
.
"
Thin
.
But
I
like
his
style
.
Would
that
be
the
same
Dipper
who
ratted
him
out
in
Seattle
?
"
"
Good
memory
you
’
ve
got
.
Yeah
,
the
very
same
.
Nacho
the
Needle
.
Bautista
tells
a
well
-
balanced
story
,
doesn
’
t
he
?
"
"
Saw
that
too
,
huh
?
"
"
Yeah
.
Ordinarily
,
I
’
d
have
ripped
Bautista
’
s
fucking
head
off
for
that
paternal
uncle
shit
.
Like
I
need
emotional
sheltering
,
he
’
s
been
through
two
fucking
divorces
and
he
’
s
not
even
forty
yet
.
"
She
stared
reflectively
out
to
sea
.
"
I
haven
’
t
had
the
time
to
confront
him
yet
.
Too
busy
being
fucked
off
with
you
.
Look
,
Kovacs
,
reason
I
’
m
telling
you
all
this
is
,
Ryker
stole
the
boat
,
he
broke
West
Coast
law
.
I
knew
"
"
And
you
didn
’
t
do
anything
,
"
I
guessed
.
"
Nothing
.
"
She
looked
at
her
hands
,
palms
upturned
.
"
Oh
,
shit
,
Kovacs
,
who
are
we
kidding
?
I
’
m
no
angel
myself
.
I
kicked
the
shit
out
of
Kadmin
in
police
custody
.
You
saw
me
.
I
should
have
busted
you
for
that
fight
outside
Jerry
’
s
and
I
let
you
walk
.
"
"
You
were
too
tired
for
the
paperwork
,
as
I
recall
.
"
