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           Theyenteredthehotelacrossthestreet.

           Heglancedbackatthebed,atMolly,andherpalenessstruckhim.She’dleftthemicroporecastonthebedslabintheirloft,besidethetransdermalinducer.Herglassesreflectedpartoftheroom’slightfixture.

           Hehadthephoneinhishandbeforeithadachancetoringtwice.`Gladyou’reup,’Armitagesaid.

           `I’mjust.Lady’sstillunder.Listen,boss,Ithinkit’smaybetimewehavealittletalk.IthinkIworkbetterifIknowalittlemoreaboutwhatI’mdoing.’

           Silenceontheline.Casebithislip.

           `Youknowasmuchasyouneedto.Maybemore.’

           `Youthinkso?’

           `Getdressed,Case.Getherup.You’llhaveacallerinaboutfifteenminutes.HisnameisTerzibashjian.’Thephonebleatedsoftly.Armitagewasgone.

           `Wakeup,baby,’Casesaid.`Biz.’

           `I’vebeenawakeanhouralready.’Themirrorsturned.

           `WegotaJerseyBastioncomingup.’

           `Yougotanearforlanguage,Case.Betyou’repartArmenian.That’stheeyeArmitagehashadonRiviera.Helpmeup.’

           Terzibashjianprovedtobeayoungmaninagraysuitandgold-framed,mirroredglasses.Hiswhiteshirtwasopenatthecollar,revealingamatofdarkhairsodensethatCaseatfirstmistookitforsomekindoft-shirt.