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The
stun
bolt
slammed
through
me
like
a
train
,
and
I
seemed
to
see
the
brightly
lit
carriage
windows
ratcheting
past
behind
my
eyes
.
My
vision
was
a
frozen
frame
on
Trepp
,
crouched
in
the
doorway
,
stungun
extended
,
face
watchful
in
case
she
’
d
missed
or
I
was
wearing
neural
armour
beneath
the
stealth
suit
.
Some
hope
.
My
own
weapon
dropped
from
nerveless
fingers
as
my
hand
spasmed
open
and
I
pitched
forward
beside
it
.
The
wooden
floor
came
up
and
smashed
me
on
the
side
of
the
head
like
one
of
my
father
’
s
cuffs
.
"
What
kept
you
?
"
asked
Kawahara
’
s
voice
from
a
great
height
,
distorted
to
a
bass
growl
by
my
fading
consciousness
.
One
slim
hand
reached
into
my
field
of
vision
and
retrieved
the
shard
gun
.
Numbly
,
I
felt
her
other
hand
tug
the
stungun
free
of
the
other
holster
.
"
Alarm
only
went
off
a
couple
of
minutes
ago
.
"
Trepp
stepped
into
view
,
stowing
her
stungun
,
and
crouched
to
look
at
me
curiously
.
"
Took
McCabe
a
while
to
cool
off
enough
to
trip
the
system
.
Most
of
your
half
-
assed
security
is
still
up
on
the
main
deck
,
goggling
at
the
corpse
.
Who
’
s
this
?
"
"
It
’
s
Kovacs
,
"
said
Kawahara
dismissively
,
tucking
the
shard
gun
and
stunner
into
her
belt
on
her
way
to
the
desk
.
To
my
paralysed
gaze
,
she
appeared
to
be
retreating
across
a
vast
plain
,
hundreds
of
metres
with
every
stride
until
she
was
tiny
and
distant
.
Doll
-
like
,
she
leaned
on
the
desk
and
punched
at
controls
I
could
not
see
.
I
wasn
’
t
going
under
.
"
Kovacs
?
"
Trepp
’
s
face
went
abruptly
impassive
.
"
I
thought
—
"
"
Yes
,
so
did
I
.
"
The
holographic
data
weave
above
the
desk
awoke
and
unwound
.
Kawahara
put
her
face
closer
,
colours
swirling
over
her
features
.
"
He
double
-
sleeved
on
us
.
Presumably
with
Ortega
’
s
help
.
You
should
have
stuck
around
the
Panama
Rose
a
little
longer
.
"
My
hearing
was
still
mangled
,
my
vision
frozen
in
place
,
but
I
wasn
’
t
going
under
.
I
wasn
’
t
sure
if
it
was
some
side
-
effect
of
the
betathanatine
,
another
bonus
feature
of
the
Khumalo
system
,
or
maybe
both
in
some
unintended
conjunction
,
but
something
was
keeping
me
conscious
.
