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"
Price
of
progress
,
Kristin
.
You
wanted
Resolution
653
.
"
I
gestured
at
the
sea
of
angry
faces
below
.
"
Now
you
’
ve
got
it
.
"
One
of
the
masked
and
padded
men
above
us
broke
ranks
and
came
down
the
steps
,
riot
prod
fractionally
lifted
at
his
side
.
His
jacket
bore
a
sergeant
’
s
crimson
slash
at
the
shoulder
.
Ortega
flipped
her
badge
at
him
and
after
a
brief
,
shouted
conversation
,
we
were
allowed
up
.
The
line
parted
for
us
and
then
the
double
doors
into
the
hall
beyond
.
It
was
hard
to
tell
which
was
the
most
smoothly
mechanical
,
the
doors
or
the
black
-
clad
faceless
figures
that
stood
guard
over
them
.
Inside
,
it
was
quiet
and
gloomy
with
the
storm
light
coming
through
the
roof
panels
.
I
looked
around
at
the
deserted
benches
and
sighed
.
Whatever
world
it
is
,
whatever
you
’
ve
done
there
for
better
or
worse
,
you
always
leave
the
same
way
.
Alone
.
"
You
need
a
minute
?
"
I
shook
my
head
.
"
Need
a
lifetime
,
Kristin
.
Maybe
then
some
.
"
"
Stay
out
of
trouble
,
maybe
you
’
ll
get
it
.
"
There
was
an
attempt
at
humour
floating
in
her
voice
,
rather
like
a
corpse
in
a
swimming
pool
,
and
she
must
have
realised
how
it
sounded
because
the
sentence
was
bitten
off
.
An
awkwardness
was
growing
between
us
,
something
that
had
started
as
soon
as
they
re
-
sleeved
me
in
Ryker
’
s
body
for
the
real
-
time
committee
hearings
.
During
the
inquiry
we
’
d
been
kept
too
busy
to
see
much
of
each
other
and
when
the
proceedings
finally
closed
and
we
all
went
home
,
the
pattern
had
endured
.
There
’
d
been
a
few
gusty
if
only
superficially
satisfying
couplings
,
but
even
these
had
stopped
once
it
became
clear
that
Ryker
would
be
cleared
and
released
.
Whatever
shared
warmth
we
’
d
been
gathered
in
to
was
out
of
control
now
,
unsafe
,
like
the
flames
from
a
smashed
storm
lantern
,
and
trying
to
hold
onto
it
was
only
getting
us
both
painfully
scorched
.
I
turned
and
gave
her
a
faint
smile
.
"
Stay
out
of
trouble
,
huh
?
That
what
you
told
Trepp
?
"
It
was
an
unkind
blow
,
and
I
knew
it
.
Against
all
the
odds
,
it
seemed
Kawahara
had
missed
Trepp
with
everything
but
the
edge
of
the
stun
beam
.
The
shard
gun
,
I
remembered
when
they
told
me
,
had
been
dialled
down
to
minimum
dispersal
just
before
I
went
in
to
face
Kawahara
.
