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Chapter 18
Christ,hewasatediousoldfuck.’TheFinn’sfacewrinkledwithdisgust.`It’salltiedinwithwhyhekilledhiswife,mainly,youwanttheshortreason.Butwhatsenthimovertheedgeforgoodandall,little3Janefiguredawaytofiddletheprogramthatcontrolledhiscryogenicsystem.Subtle,too.Sobasically,shekilledhim.Excepthefiguredhe’dkilledhimself,andyourfriendtheavengingangelfiguresshegothimwithaneyeballfullofshellfishjuice.’TheFinnflickedhisbuttawayintothematrixbelow.`Well,actually,IguessIdidgive3Janetheoddhint,alittleoftheoldhowto,youknow?’
`Wintermute,’Casesaid,choosingthewordscarefully,`youtoldmeyouwerejustapartofsomethingelse.Lateron,yousaidyouwouldn’texist,iftherungoesoffandMollygetsthewordintotherightslot.’
TheFinn’sstreamlinedskullnodded.
`Okay,thenwhowegonnabedealingwiththen?IfArmitageisdead,andyou’regonnabegone,justwhoexactlyisgoingtotellmehowtogetthesefuckingtoxinsacsoutofmysystem?Who’sgoingtogetMollybackoutofthere?Imean,where,whereexactly,areallourassesgonnabe,wecutyouloosefromthehardwiring?’
TheFinntookawoodentoothpickfromhispocketandregardeditcritically,likeasurgeonexaminingascalpel.`Goodquestion,’hesaid,finally.`Youknowsalmon?Kindafish?Thesefish,see,they’recompelledtoswimupstream.Gotit?’
`No,’Casesaid.
