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Chapter 18
Thefirstoftheholoswaitedjustbeyondthecurve,asortoftriptych.SheloweredthefletcherbeforeCasehadhadtimetorealizethatthethingwasarecording.Thefigureswerecaricaturesinlight,lifesizecartoons:Molly,Armitage,andCase.Molly’sbreastsweretoolarge,visiblethroughtightblackmeshbeneathaheavyleatherjacket.Herwaistwasimpossiblynarrow.Silveredlensescoveredhalfherface.Sheheldanabsurdlyelaborateweaponofsomekind,apistolshapenearlylostbeneathaflangedoverlayofscopesights,silencers,flashhiders.Herlegswerespread,pelviscantedforward,hermouthfixedinaleerofidioticcruelty.Besideher,Armitagestoodrigidlyatattentioninathreadbarekhakiuniform.Hiseyes,Casesaw,asMollysteppedcarefullyforward,weretinymonitorscreens,eachonedisplayingtheblue-grayimageofahowlingwasteofsnow,thestrippedblacktrunksofevergreensbendinginsilentwinds.
ShepassedthetipsofherfingersthroughArmitage’stelevisioneyes,thenturnedtothefigureofCase.Here,itwasasifRiviera-andCasehadknowninstantlythatRivierawasresponsible-hadbeenunabletofindanythingworthyofparody.Thefigurethatslouchedtherewasafairapproximationoftheoneheglimpseddailyinmirrors.Thin,high-shouldered,aforgettablefacebeneathshortdarkhair.Heneededashave,butthenheusuallydid.
Mollysteppedback.Shelookedfromonefiguretoanother.
