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I
gestured
irritably
.
"
Yeah
,
I
remember
.
I
remember
being
shit
scared
of
the
Patchwork
Man
,
not
Dad
.
I
remember
feeling
the
same
when
we
met
Kadmin
in
virtual
too
.
"
"
And
now
he
’
s
dead
?
How
do
we
feel
now
?
"
"
I
don
’
t
feel
anything
.
"
He
pointed
at
me
again
.
"
That
’
s
a
cover
.
"
"
It
is
not
a
cover
.
The
motherfucker
got
in
my
way
,
he
threatened
me
and
now
he
’
s
dead
.
Transmission
ends
.
"
"
Remember
anyone
else
threatening
you
,
do
you
?
When
you
were
small
,
maybe
?
"
"
I
am
not
going
to
talk
about
this
any
more
.
"
I
reached
for
the
bottle
and
filled
my
glass
again
.
"
Pick
another
subject
.
What
about
Ortega
?
What
are
our
feelings
on
that
score
?
"
"
Are
you
planning
to
drink
that
whole
bottle
?
"
"
You
want
some
?
"
"
No
.
"
