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           `Nosoonersaid,’theFlatlinesaid.Caseheardthewhitesoundoftheinvasion.Hesmiled.`Done.RoseKolodny.Checkedout.Takemeafewminutestoscrewtheirsecuritynetdeepenoughtogetafix.’

           `Go.’

           Thephonewhinedandclickedwiththeconstruct’sefforts.Casecarrieditbackintotheroomandputthereceiverfaceuponthetemperfoam.Hewentintothebathroomandbrushedhisteeth.Ashewassteppingbackout,themonitorontheroom’sBraunaudiovisualcomplexlitup.AJapanesepopstarrecliningagainstmetalliccushions.AnunseenintervieweraskedaquestioninGerman.Casestared.Thescreenjumpedwithjagsofblueinterference.`Case,baby,youloseyourmind,man?’Thevoicewasslow,familiar.

           TheglasswallofthebalconyclickedinwithitsviewofDesiderata,butthestreetsceneblurred,twisted,becametheinterioroftheJarredeTh,Chiba,empty,redneonreplicatedtoscratchedinfinityinthemirroredwalls.

           LonnyZonesteppedforward,tallandcadaverous,movingwiththeslowunderseagraceofhisaddiction.Hestoodaloneamongthesquaretables,hishandsinthepocketsofhisgraysharkskinslacks.`Really,man,you’relookin’veryscattered.’

           ThevoicecamefromtheBraun’sspeakers.

           `Wintermute,’Casesaid.

           Thepimpshruggedlanguidlyandsmiled.

           `Where’sMolly?’

           `Neveryoumind.You’rescrewinguptonight,Case.