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Case
kept
his
face
very
still
and
forced
himself
to
nod
.
When
Armitage
was
gone
,
he
picked
up
one
of
the
brochures
.
It
was
expensively
printed
,
in
French
,
English
,
and
Turkish
.
FREESIDE
-
WHY
WAIT
?
The
four
of
them
were
booked
on
a
THYflight
out
of
Yesilky
airport
.
Transfer
at
Paris
to
the
JALshuttle
.
Case
sat
in
the
lobby
of
the
Istanbul
Hilton
and
watched
Riviera
browse
bogus
Byzantine
fragments
in
the
glass
-
walled
gift
shop
.
Armitage
,
his
trenchcoat
draped
over
his
shoulders
like
a
cape
,
stood
in
the
shop
’
s
entrance
.
Riviera
was
slender
,
blond
,
soft
-
voiced
,
his
English
accentless
and
fluid
.
Molly
said
he
was
thirty
,
but
it
would
have
been
difficult
to
guess
his
age
.
She
also
said
he
was
legally
stateless
and
traveled
under
a
forged
Dutch
passport
.
He
was
a
product
of
the
rubble
rings
that
fringe
the
radioactive
core
of
old
Bonn
.
Three
smiling
Japanese
tourists
bustled
into
the
shop
,
nodding
politely
to
Armitage
.
Armitage
crossed
the
floor
of
the
shop
too
quickly
,
too
obviously
,
to
stand
beside
Riviera
.
Riviera
turned
and
smiled
.
He
was
very
beautiful
;
Case
assumed
the
features
were
the
work
of
a
Chiba
surgeon
.
A
subtle
job
,
nothing
like
Armitage
’
s
blandly
handsome
blend
of
pop
faces
.
The
man
’
s
forehead
was
high
and
smooth
,
gray
eyes
calm
and
distant
.
His
nose
,
which
might
have
been
too
nicely
sculpted
,
seemed
to
have
been
broken
and
clumsily
reset
.
The
suggestion
of
brutality
offset
the
delicacy
of
his
jaw
and
the
quickness
of
his
smile
.
His
teeth
were
small
,
even
,
and
very
white
.
Case
watched
the
white
hands
play
over
the
imitation
fragments
of
sculpture
.
Riviera
didn
’
t
act
like
a
man
who
’
d
been
attacked
the
night
before
,
drugged
with
a
toxin
-
flechette
,
abducted
,
subjected
to
the
Finn
’
s
examination
,
and
pressured
by
Armitage
into
joining
their
team
.
Case
checked
his
watch
.
Molly
was
due
back
from
her
drug
run
.
He
looked
up
at
Riviera
again
.
'
I
bet
you
’
re
stoned
right
now
,
asshole
,
’
he
said
to
the
Hilton
lobby
.
A
graying
Italian
matron
in
a
white
leather
tuxedo
jacket
lowered
her
Porsche
glasses
to
stare
at
him
.
He
smiled
broadly
,
stood
,
and
shouldered
his
bag
.
He
needed
cigarettes
for
the
flight
.
He
wondered
if
there
was
a
smoking
section
on
the
JALshuttle
.
'
See
ya
,
lady
,
’
he
said
to
the
woman
,
who
promptly
slid
the
sunglasses
back
up
her
nose
and
turned
away
.
