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Free
of
the
suit
,
Case
pulled
himself
gingerly
over
the
Hosaka
and
fumbled
into
the
straps
of
the
web
.
'
Well
,
’
he
said
,
'
let
’
s
see
it
.
’
Maelcum
produced
a
white
lump
of
foam
slightly
smaller
than
Case
’
s
head
,
fished
a
pearl
-
handled
switchblade
on
a
green
nylon
lanyard
out
of
the
hip
pocket
of
his
tattered
shorts
and
carefully
slit
the
plastic
.
He
extracted
a
rectangular
object
and
passed
it
to
Case
.
'
Thas
part
some
gun
,
mon
?
’
'
No
,
’
Case
said
,
turning
it
over
,
'
but
it
’
s
a
weapon
.
It
’
s
virus
.
’
'
Not
on
thisboy
tug
,
mon
,
’
Maelcum
said
firmly
,
reaching
for
the
steel
cassette
.
'
A
program
.
Virus
program
.
Can
’
t
get
into
you
,
can
’
t
even
get
into
your
software
.
I
’
ve
got
to
interface
it
through
the
deck
,
before
it
can
work
on
anything
.
’
'
Well
.
Japan
-
mon
,
he
says
Hosaka
here
’
ll
tell
you
every
what
an
’
wherefore
,
you
wanna
know
.
’
'
Okay
.
Well
,
you
leave
me
to
it
,
okay
?
’
Maelcum
kicked
off
and
drifted
past
the
pilot
console
,
busying
himself
with
a
caulk
gun
.
Case
hastily
looked
away
from
the
waving
fronds
of
transparent
caulk
.
He
wasn
’
t
sure
why
,
but
something
about
them
brought
back
the
nausea
of
SAS
.
'
What
is
this
thing
?
’
he
asked
the
Hosaka
.
'
Parcel
for
me
.
’
