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'
No
.
’
He
watched
his
reflection
in
her
glasses
.
'
I
could
.
I
guess
.
I
’
m
good
at
what
I
do
.
’
The
present
tense
made
him
nervous
.
'
You
know
that
the
Dixie
Flatline
’
s
dead
?
’
He
nodded
.
'
Heart
,
I
heard
.
’
'
You
’
ll
be
working
with
his
construct
.
’
She
smiled
.
'
Taught
you
the
ropes
,
huh
?
Him
and
Quine
.
I
know
Quine
,
by
the
way
.
Real
asshole
.
’
'
Somebody
’
s
got
a
recording
of
McCoy
Pauley
?
Who
?
’
Now
Case
sat
,
and
rested
his
elbows
on
the
table
.
'
I
can
’
t
see
it
.
He
’
d
never
have
sat
still
for
it
.
’
'
Sense
/
Net
.
Paid
him
mega
,
you
bet
your
ass
.
’
'
Quine
dead
too
?
’
'
No
such
luck
.
He
’
s
in
Europe
.
He
doesn
’
t
come
into
this
.
’
'
Well
,
if
we
can
get
the
Flatline
,
we
’
re
home
free
.
He
was
the
best
.
You
know
he
died
braindeath
three
times
?
’
She
nodded
.
