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Chapter 4
Neitherdidthefearandagonyhe’dseenthroughMolly’seyesinthelobbyofSense/Net.Hefoundhimselftryingtorememberthefacesofthethreepeoplehe’dkilledinChiba.Themenwereblanks;thewomanremindedhimofLindaLee.Abatteredtricycle-truckwithmirroredwindowsbouncedpasthim,emptyplasticcylindersrattlinginitsbed.
`Case.’
Hedartedsideways,instinctivelygettingawallbehindhisback.
`Messageforyou,Case.’LupusYonderboy’ssuitcycledthroughpureprimaries.`Pardon.Nottostartleyou.’
Casestraightenedup,handsinjacketpockets.HewasaheadtallerthantheModern.`Yououghtabecareful,Yonderboy.’
`Thisisthemessage.Wintermute.’Hespelleditout.
`Fromyou?’Casetookastepforward.
`No,’Yonderboysaid.`Foryou.’
`Whofrom?’
`Wintermute,’Yonderboyrepeated,nodding,bobbinghiscrestofpinkhair.Hissuitwentmatteblack,acarbonshadowagainstoldconcrete.Heexecutedastrangelittledance,histhinblackarmswhirling,andthenhewasgone.No.There.Hooduptohidethepink,thesuitexactlytherightshadeofgray,mottledandstainedasthesidewalkhestoodon.Theeyeswinkedbacktheredofastoplight.Andthenhewasreallygone.
Caseclosedhiseyes,massagedthemwithnumbfingers,leaningbackagainstpeelingbrickwork.
Ninseihadbeenalotsimpler.