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eLenieClarke—
Hesmiled."—I
wouldn'tbeshamelessenoughtopretendIgaveaflyingfuckaboutthe
rest of the world."
ShetwistedinLubin'sgraspandkicked
ashardasshecould.Herboot
plunged deep into the gash in his thigh. Lubin staggered and cried out.
And Clarke was freeand springing forward.
ShelaunchedherselfdirectlyatDesjardins.Hewon'triskit
shetold
herself.It'shisonlyleveragehe'sdeadifhehitsthebuttonhemustknow
he's—
469
Desjardins'seyesflickeredleft.Hisfingerstwitched.Andatinythread
ofdoubtblossomedintofull-blownhorrorasthenumbersonthewall
began to move…
Holdingtransmutedintoawholenewwordagainandagainand
againalongthebottomoftheboard.Clarketrieddesperatelynottoread
itdroveforwardonthewingsofsomefranticinfantilehope
maybeifI
don'tseeititwon'thappenmaybethere'sstilltime
butshe
did
seeitshe
couldn'thelpseeingitspelledoutinquadruplicatefull-stopbeforethe
whole board went dark:
Commit.
With the next step she toppled.
Somethinghummed
deepinherhead.Herbonessangwithsubtleelec-
tricity.Herlegscollapsedbeneathherherarmsweredeadweightsat
hersides.Herskullcrackedpainfullyagainstthebackofaworkstation
crackedagainagainstthefloor.Herlungdeflatedwithatiredsigh—she
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