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Trepp
was
less
impressed
.
I
met
her
early
that
evening
,
as
per
her
phoned
instructions
,
in
a
bar
in
Oakland
,
and
when
she
saw
the
JacSol
image
she
laughed
sourly
.
"
You
look
like
a
fucking
programmer
,
Kovacs
.
Where
’
d
you
get
that
suit
?
"
"
My
name
’
s
Anderson
,
"
I
reminded
her
.
"
And
the
suit
goes
with
the
name
.
"
She
pulled
a
face
.
"
Well
next
time
you
go
shopping
,
Anderson
,
take
me
with
you
.
I
’
ll
save
you
a
lot
of
money
,
and
you
won
’
t
come
out
looking
like
a
guy
takes
the
kids
to
Honolulu
at
weekends
.
"
I
leaned
across
the
tiny
table
.
"
You
know
Trepp
,
last
time
you
gave
me
a
hard
time
about
my
dress
sense
,
I
killed
you
.
"
She
shrugged
.
"
Goes
to
show
.
Some
people
just
can
’
t
take
the
truth
.
"
"
Did
you
bring
the
stuff
?
"
Trepp
put
her
hand
flat
on
the
table
,
and
when
she
removed
it
there
was
a
nondescript
grey
disc
sealed
in
impact
plastic
between
us
.
"
There
you
go
.
As
requested
.
Now
I
know
you
’
re
crazy
.
"
There
might
have
been
something
like
admiration
in
her
voice
.
"
You
know
what
they
do
to
you
on
Earth
for
playing
with
this
stuff
?
"
