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Chapter 3
HecarriedtheOno-Sendaitooneofthenewworktablesandcollapsedacrossthebedslab,pullingMolly’sblacksilksleepingbagoverhishead.
Thesecuritypackagetapedtothesteelfiredoorbleepedtwice.`Entryrequested,’itsaid.`Subjectisclearedpermyprogram.’
`Soopenit.’Casepulledthesilkfromhisfaceandsatupasthedooropened,expectingtoseeMollyorArmitage.
`Christ,’saidahoarsevoice,`Iknowthatbitchcanseeinthedark...’Asquatfiguresteppedinandclosedthedoor.`Turnthelightson,okay?’Casescrambledofftheslabandfoundtheold-fashionedswitch.
`I’mtheFinn,’saidtheFinn,andmadeawarningfaceatCase.
`Case.’
`Pleasedtomeecha,I’msure.I’mdoingsomehardwareforyourboss,itlookslike.’TheFinnfishedapackofPartagasfromapocketandlitone.ThesmellofCubantobaccofilledtheroom.HecrossedtotheworktableandglancedattheOnoSendai.`Looksstock.Soonfixthat.Buthere’syourproblem,kid.’Hetookafilthymanilaenvelopefrominsidehisjacket,flickedashonthefloor,andextractedafeaturelessblackrectanglefromtheenvelope.`Goddamnfactoryprototypes,’hesaid,tossingthethingdownonthetable.`Cast’emintoablockofpolycarbon,can’tgetinwithalaserwithoutfryingtheworks.Booby-trappedforx-ray,ultrascan,Godknowswhatelse
