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"
Before
we
start
anything
,
I
want
—
"
"
I
know
.
"
The
limousine
was
banking
in
the
sky
as
I
said
it
.
"
We
’
ll
be
in
Ember
in
about
half
an
hour
.
"
I
hadn
’
t
turned
but
I
could
feel
the
heat
of
her
stare
on
the
side
of
my
face
.
"
You
’
re
not
corporate
,
"
she
said
definitely
.
"
Corporates
don
’
t
do
this
stuff
.
Not
like
this
.
"
"
The
corporates
do
whatever
turns
a
profit
.
Don
’
t
let
your
prejudices
blind
you
.
Sure
,
they
’
ll
burn
down
entire
villages
if
it
pays
.
But
if
having
a
human
face
is
what
cuts
it
,
they
’
ll
whip
out
a
human
face
and
put
it
on
.
"
"
And
you
’
re
the
human
face
?
"
"
Not
exactly
.
"
"
What
’
s
the
work
you
want
me
to
do
?
Something
illegal
?
"
I
pulled
the
cylindrical
virus
loader
out
of
my
pocket
and
passed
it
across
to
her
.
She
took
it
in
both
hands
and
examined
the
decals
with
professional
interest
.
As
far
as
I
was
concerned
,
this
was
the
first
test
.
I
’
d
pulled
Elliott
out
of
the
store
because
that
way
she
would
be
mine
in
a
way
no
one
supplied
by
Kawahara
or
skimmed
off
the
street
would
ever
be
.
But
beyond
that
I
had
nothing
to
go
on
but
instinct
and
Victor
Elliott
’
s
word
that
his
wife
was
good
,
and
I
was
feeling
slightly
queasy
about
the
direction
I
’
d
let
things
go
.
Kawahara
was
right
.
Good
Samaritan
gestures
can
be
expensive
.
