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I
covered
the
disc
with
my
own
hand
and
pocketed
it
.
"
Same
as
anywhere
else
,
I
guess
.
Federal
offence
,
down
the
double
barrel
.
You
forget
,
I
don
’
t
have
any
choice
.
"
Trepp
scratched
an
ear
.
"
Double
barrel
,
or
the
Big
Wipe
.
I
haven
’
t
enjoyed
carrying
this
around
all
day
.
You
got
the
rest
of
it
there
?
"
"
Why
?
Worried
about
being
seen
in
public
with
me
?
"
She
smiled
.
"
A
bit
.
I
hope
you
know
what
you
’
re
doing
.
"
I
hoped
so
too
.
The
bulky
,
grenade
-
sized
package
I
’
d
collected
from
SilSet
had
been
burning
a
hole
in
my
expensive
coat
pocket
all
day
.
I
went
back
to
the
Hendrix
and
checked
for
messages
.
Ortega
had
not
called
.
I
killed
time
in
the
hotel
room
,
thinking
through
the
line
I
was
going
to
feed
Elliott
.
At
nine
I
got
back
in
the
limo
and
took
it
down
to
Bay
City
Central
.
I
sat
in
a
reception
room
while
a
young
doctor
completed
the
necessary
paperwork
and
I
initialled
the
forms
where
he
indicated
.
There
was
an
eerie
familiarity
to
the
process
.
Most
of
the
clauses
in
the
parole
were
on
behalf
of
stipulations
,
which
effectively
made
me
responsible
for
Irene
Elliott
’
s
conduct
during
the
release
period
.
She
had
even
less
say
in
the
matter
than
I
’
d
had
when
I
arrived
the
week
before
.
When
Elliott
finally
emerged
from
the
RESTRICTED
ZONE
doors
beyond
the
reception
rooms
,
it
was
with
the
halting
step
of
someone
recovering
from
a
debilitating
illness
.
The
shock
of
the
mirror
was
written
into
her
new
face
.
When
you
don
’
t
do
it
for
a
living
,
it
’
s
no
easy
thing
to
face
the
stranger
for
the
first
time
and
the
face
that
Elliott
now
wore
was
almost
as
far
from
the
big
-
boned
blonde
I
remembered
from
her
husband
’
s
photocube
as
Ryker
was
from
my
own
previous
sleeve
.
Kawahara
had
described
the
new
sleeve
as
compatible
,
and
it
fitted
that
bleak
description
perfectly
.
It
was
a
female
body
,
about
the
same
age
as
Elliott
’
s
original
body
had
been
,
but
there
the
resemblance
ended
.
Where
Irene
Elliott
had
been
big
and
fair
-
skinned
,
this
sleeve
had
the
sheen
of
a
narrow
vein
of
copper
seen
through
falling
water
.
Thick
black
hair
framed
a
face
with
eyes
like
hot
coals
and
lips
the
colour
of
plums
,
and
the
body
was
slim
and
delicate
.
