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"
Oh
,
give
me
a
fucking
break
!
"
"
Meaning
?
"
"
Meaning
,
I
’
ve
been
out
of
storage
six
hours
,
if
that
.
"
I
could
hear
my
voice
starting
to
rise
.
"
Meaning
,
I
’
ve
talked
to
precisely
three
people
since
the
last
time
we
met
.
Meaning
,
I
’
ve
never
been
on
Earth
in
my
life
.
Meaning
,
you
know
all
this
.
Now
,
are
you
going
to
ask
me
some
intelligent
questions
or
am
I
going
to
bed
?
"
"
All
right
,
keep
your
skull
on
.
"
Ortega
looked
suddenly
tired
.
She
sank
into
the
lounger
opposite
mine
.
"
You
told
my
sergeant
they
were
professionals
.
"
"
They
were
.
"
I
’
d
decided
it
was
the
one
piece
of
information
I
might
as
well
share
with
the
police
,
since
they
’
d
probably
find
out
anyway
,
as
soon
as
they
ran
the
make
on
the
two
corpses
through
their
files
.
"
Did
they
call
you
by
name
?
"
I
furrowed
my
brow
with
great
care
.
"
By
name
?
"
"
Yeah
.
"
She
made
an
impatient
gesture
.
"
Did
they
call
you
Kovacs
?
"
"
I
don
’
t
think
so
.
"
"
Any
other
names
?
"
