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           Shedrewthefletcherfromitsholster,snappedtheplasticmagazineout,pocketedthat,andreplaceditwithanother.ShehookedherthumbintheneckoftheModernsuitandrippeditopentothecrotchwithasinglegesture,herthumbbladepartingthetoughpolycarbonlikerottensilk.Shefreedherselffromthearmsandlegs,theshreddedremnantsdisguisingthemselvesastheyfelltothedarkfalsesand.

           Casenoticedthemusicthen.Amusichedidn’tknow,allhornsandpiano.

           Theentranceto3Jane’sworldhadnodoor.Itwasaraggedfive-metergashinthetunnelwall,unevenstairsleadingdowninabroadshallowcurve.Faintbluelight,movingshadows,music.

           `Case,’shesaid,andpaused,thefletcherinherrighthand.Thensheraisedherleft,smiled,touchedheropenpalmwithawettonguetip,kissinghimthroughthesimstimlink.`Gottago.’

           Thentherewassomethingsmallandheavyinherlefthand,herthumbagainstatinystud,andshewasdescending.