Видоизмененный углерод

Chapter 21

           Somewhereaboveus,hershotssplinteredglass.

           Themachinegunnerhadstruggledtohisfeet.Iregisteredtheblandfeaturesofasynthandputapairofslugsintohim.Hestaggeredbackagainstthewall,stillraisingthegun.Idivedforthefloor.

           Thedomeaboveourheadssmashedinward.OrtegayelledsomethingandIrolledsideways.Abodytumbledbonelesslyheadoverfeetontothegroundnexttome.

           Themachinepistolcutloose,aimless.Ortegayelledagainandflattenedherselfonthefloor.Irolleduprightonthelapofthedeadwomanandshotthesyntheticagain,threetimesinrapidsuccession.Thegunfirechokedoff.

           Silence.

           IswungtheNemexleftandright,coveringthecornersoftheroomandthefrontdoor.Thejaggededgesofthesmasheddomeabove.Nothing.

           "Ortega?"

           "Yeah,fine."Shewassprawledontheothersideoftheroom,proppingherselfupononeelbow.Therewasatightnessinhervoicethatbeliedherwords.Iswayedtomyfeetandmademywayacrosstoher,footstepscrunchingonbrokenglass.

           "Where’sithurt?"Idemanded,crouchingtohelphersitup.

           "Shoulder.FuckingbitchgotmewiththeSunjet."

           IstowedtheNemexandlookedatthewound.ThebeamhadcarvedalongdiagonalfurrowacrossthebackofOrtega’sjacketandclippedthroughtheleftshoulderpadatthetop.

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