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A
man
’
s
face
filled
the
screen
.
The
eyes
were
Armitage
’
s
.
Two
hours
later
,
Case
fell
beside
Molly
on
the
slab
and
let
the
temperfoam
mold
itself
against
him
.
'
You
find
anything
?
’
she
asked
,
her
voice
fuzzy
with
sleep
and
drugs
.
'
Tell
you
later
,
’
he
said
,
'
I
’
m
wrecked
.
’
He
was
hungover
and
confused
.
He
lay
there
,
eyes
closed
,
and
tried
to
sort
the
various
parts
of
a
story
about
a
man
called
Corto
.
The
Hosaka
had
sorted
a
thin
store
of
data
and
assembled
a
precis
,
but
it
was
full
of
gaps
.
Some
of
the
material
had
been
print
records
,
reeling
smoothly
down
the
screen
,
too
quickly
,
and
Case
had
had
to
ask
the
computer
to
read
them
for
him
.
Other
segments
were
audio
recordings
of
the
Screaming
Fist
hearing
.
Willis
Corto
,
Colonel
,
had
plummeted
through
a
blind
spot
in
the
Russian
defenses
over
Kirensk
.
The
shuttles
had
created
the
hole
with
pulse
bombs
,
and
Corto
’
s
team
had
dropped
in
in
Nightwing
microlights
,
their
wings
snapping
taut
in
moonlight
,
reflected
in
jags
of
silver
along
the
rivers
Angara
and
Podhamennaya
,
the
last
light
Corto
would
see
for
fifteen
months
.
Case
tried
to
imagine
the
microlights
blossoming
out
of
their
launch
capsules
,
high
above
a
frozen
steppe
.
'
They
sure
as
hell
did
shaft
you
,
boss
,
’
Case
said
,
and
Molly
stirred
beside
him
.
The
microlights
had
been
unarmed
,
stripped
to
compensate
for
the
weight
of
a
console
operator
,
a
prototype
deck
,
and
a
virus
program
called
Mole
IX
,
the
first
true
virus
in
the
history
of
cybernetics
.
Corto
and
his
team
had
been
training
for
the
run
for
three
years
.
They
were
through
the
ice
,
ready
to
inject
Mole
IX
,
when
the
emps
went
off
.
The
Russian
pulse
guns
threw
the
jockeys
into
electronic
darkness
;
the
Nightwings
suffered
systems
crash
,
flight
circuitry
wiped
clean
.
Then
the
lasers
opened
up
,
aiming
on
infrared
,
taking
out
the
fragile
,
radar
-
transparent
assault
planes
,
and
Corto
and
his
dead
console
man
fell
out
of
a
Siberian
sky
.
Fell
and
kept
falling
.
.
.
There
were
gaps
in
the
story
,
here
,
where
Case
scanned
documents
concerning
the
flight
of
a
commandeered
Russian
gunship
that
managed
to
reach
Finland
.
To
be
gutted
,
as
it
landed
in
a
spruce
grove
,
by
an
antique
twenty
-
millimeter
cannon
manned
by
a
cadre
of
reservists
on
dawn
alert
.
Screaming
Fist
had
ended
for
Corto
on
the
outskirts
of
Helsinki
,
with
Finnish
paramedics
sawing
him
out
of
the
twisted
belly
of
the
helicopter
.
The
war
ended
nine
days
later
,
and
Corto
was
shipped
to
a
military
facility
in
Utah
,
blind
,
legless
,
and
missing
most
of
his
jaw
.
It
took
eleven
months
for
the
Congressional
aide
to
find
him
there
.
He
listened
to
the
sound
of
tubes
draining
.
In
Washington
and
McLean
,
the
show
trials
were
already
underway
.
The
Pentagon
and
the
CIA
were
being
Balkanized
,
partially
dismantled
,
and
a
Congressional
investigation
had
focused
on
Screaming
Fist
.
Ripe
for
watergating
,
the
aide
told
Corto
.
