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           ’Shesmiledwanly.`Imightaspiretothat,Isuppose,butinasensemyfamilyhasalreadyaccomplishedagranderversionofthesamescheme...’Hereyeswerecalmnow,distant.ThenshegazeddownatCase.`Takeyourword,thief.’Hejacked.

           Kuangslidoutoftheclouds.Belowhim,theneoncity.Behindhim,asphereofdarknessdwindled.

           `Dixie?Youhere,man?Youhearme?Dixie?’

           Hewasalone.

           `Fuckergotyou,’hesaid.

           Blindmomentumashehurtledacrosstheinfinitedatascape.

           `Yougottahatesomebodybeforethisisover,’saidtheFinn’svoice.`Them,me,itdoesn’tmatter.’

           `Where’sDixie?’

           `That’skindahardtoexplain,Case.’

           AsenseoftheFinn’spresencesurroundedhim,smellofCubancigarettes,smokelockedinmustytweed,oldmachinesgivenuptothemineralritualsofrust.

           `Hate’llgetyouthrough,’thevoicesaid.`Somanylittletriggersinthebrain,andyoujustgoyankin’’emall.Nowyougottahate.Thelockthatscreensthehardwiring,it’sdownunderthosetowerstheFlatlineshowedyou,whenyoucamein.Hewon’ttrytostopyou.’

           `Neuromancer,’Casesaid.

           `Hisname’snotsomethingIcanknow.Buthe’sgivenup,now.It’stheT-Aiceyougottaworryabout.Notthewall,butinternalvirussystems.Kuang’swideopentosomeofthestufftheygotrunninglooseinhere.