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Chapter 23
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`Wintermutekilledhim.He’sinorbitaroundthespindle.’
Rivieranodded,hislonggrayeyesglancingfromCasetoMaelcumandback.`Ithinkitendshere,foryou,’hesaid.
`Where’sMolly?’
Theninjarelaxedhispullonthefine,braidedstring,loweringthebow.HecrossedthetilestowheretheRemingtonlayandpickeditup.`Thisiswithoutsubtlety,’hesaid,asiftohimself.Hisvoicewascoolandpleasant.Hiseverymovewaspartofadance,adancethatneverended,evenwhenhisbodywasstill,atrest,butforallthepoweritsuggested,therewasalsoahumility,anopensimplicity.
`Itendshereforher,too,’Rivierasaid.
`Maybe3Janewon’tgoforthat,Peter,’Casesaid,uncertainoftheimpulse.Thedermsstillragedinhissystem,theoldfeverstartingtogriphim,NightCitycraziness.Herememberedmomentsofgrace,dealingoutontheedgeofthings,wherehe’dfoundthathecouldsometimestalkfasterthanhecouldthink.
Thegrayeyesnarrowed.`Why,Case?Whydoyouthinkthat?’
Casesmiled.Rivieradidn’tknowaboutthesimstimrig.He’dmisseditinhishurrytofindthedrugsshecarriedforhim.ButhowcouldHideohavemissedit?AndCasewascertaintheninjawouldneverhavelet3JanetreatMollywithoutfirstcheckingherforkinksandconcealedweapons.No,hedecided,theninjaknew.So3Janewouldknowaswell.
