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'
Sure
.
’
Something
small
and
decidedly
nongeometric
had
just
appeared
on
the
far
end
of
one
of
the
emerald
arches
.
'
Dixie
.
.
.
’
'
Yeah
.
I
see
it
.
Don
’
t
know
if
I
believe
it
.
’
A
brownish
dot
,
a
dull
gnat
against
the
green
wall
of
the
T
-
A
cores
.
It
began
to
advance
,
across
the
bridge
built
by
Kuang
Grade
Mark
Eleven
,
and
Case
saw
that
it
was
walking
.
As
it
came
,
the
green
section
of
the
arch
extended
,
the
polychrome
of
the
virus
program
rolling
back
,
a
few
steps
ahead
of
the
cracked
black
shoes
.
'
Gotta
hand
it
to
you
,
boss
,
’
the
Flatline
said
,
when
the
short
,
rumpled
figure
of
the
Finn
seemed
to
stand
a
few
meters
away
.
'
I
never
seen
anything
this
funny
when
I
was
alive
.
’
But
the
eerie
nonlaugh
didn
’
t
come
.
'
I
never
tried
it
before
,
’
the
Finn
said
,
showing
his
teeth
,
his
hands
bunched
in
the
pockets
of
his
frayed
jacket
.
'
You
killed
Armitage
,
’
Case
said
.
'
Corto
.
Yeah
.
Armitage
was
already
gone
.
Hadda
do
it
.
I
know
,
I
know
,
you
wanna
get
the
enzyme
.
Okay
.
No
sweat
.
I
was
the
one
gave
it
to
Armitage
in
the
first
place
.
I
mean
I
told
him
what
to
use
.
But
I
think
maybe
it
’
s
better
to
let
the
deal
stand
.
You
got
enough
time
.
I
’
ll
give
it
to
you
.
Only
a
coupla
hours
now
,
right
?
’
Case
watched
blue
smoke
billow
in
cyberspace
as
the
Finn
lit
up
one
of
his
Partagas
.
