Видоизмененный углерод

Chapter 18

           "ButIthinkyouwantto,really."

           "Howverymaleofyou."

           Thefoodarrivedandweateinsilencebrokenonlybythetraditionalslurping.DespitetheHendrix’sperfectlybalancedautochefbreakfast,IdiscoveredIwasravenous.Thefoodhadtriggeredahungerinmedeeperthantheneedsofmystomach.IwasdrainingthedregsofmybowlbeforeOrtegahadgothalfwaythroughhers.

           "FoodOK?"sheaskedironicallyasIsatback.

           Inodded,tryingtowipeawaytheskeinsofmemoryassociatedwiththeramen,butunwillingtobringtheEnvoyconditioningonlineandspoilthesatedfeelinginmybelly.Lookingaroundatthecleanmetallinesofthedininggantryandtheskybeyond,IwasasclosetototallycontentedasIhadbeensinceMiriamBancroftleftmedrainedintheHendrix.

           Ortega’sphoneshrilled.Sheunpocketeditandanswered,stillchewingherlastmouthful.

           "Yeah?Uhuh.Uhuh,good.No,we’llgo."Hereyesnickeredbrieflytomine."Thatso?No,leavethatonetoo.It’llkeep.Yeah,thanksZak.Oweyouone."

           Shestowedthephoneagainandresumedeating.

           "Goodnews?"

           "Dependsonyourpointofview.Theytracedthetwolocalcalls.OnetoafightdromeoverinRichmond,placeIknow.We’llgodownandtakealook."

           "Andtheothercall?"

           Ortegalookedupatmefromherbowl,chewedandswallowed

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