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Chapter 11
’Theconstructrattledoffanaddress.`Placehadsomeweirdicearounditforanightclub.That’sallIcouldgetwithoutleavingacallingcard.’
`Okay,’Casesaid.`TelltheHosakatotellMaelcumtodisconnectthemodem.Thanks,Dix.’
`Apleasure.’
Hesatonthebedforalongtime,savoringthenewthing,thetreasure.
Rage.
`Hey.Lupus.Hey,Cath,it’sfriendLupus.’Brucestoodnakedinhisdoorway,drippingwet,hispupilsenormous.`Butwe’rejusthavingashower.Youwannawait?Wannashower?’
`No.Thanks.Iwantsomehelp.’Hepushedtheboy’sarmasideandsteppedintotheroom.
`Hey,really,man,we’re...’
`Goingtohelpme.You’rereallygladtoseeme.Becausewe’refriends,right?Aren’twe?’
Bruceblinked.`Sure.’
CaserecitedtheaddresstheFlatlinehadgivenhim.
`Iknewhewasagangster,’Cathcalledcheerfullyfromtheshower.
`IgottaHondatrike,’Brucesaid,grinningvacantly.
`Wegonow,’Casesaid.
`Thatlevel’sthecubicles,’Brucesaid,afteraskingCasetorepeattheaddressfortheeighthtime.HeclimbedbackintotheHonda.Condensationdribbledfromthehydrogen-cellexhaustastheredfiberglasschassisswayedonchromedshocks.`Youbelong?’
`Nosaying.Butyou’llwait.
