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Kid regarded [[A.J.]]’s up-close muzzle and ''gurned''. “Oh, no, I’m clean, man. I’m straight. I’m Wickerman, through and through.” | Kid regarded [[A.J.]]’s up-close muzzle and ''gurned''. “Oh, no, I’m clean, man. I’m straight. I’m Wickerman, through and through.” | ||
The suit ''was'' sharp: [[Wickliffe]] grade, ''sans doubte''. | It seemed plausible. He had the likely pedigree and squid-like air of assurance. The suit ''was'' sharp: [[Wickliffe]] grade, ''sans doubte''. He clutched a fat book. | ||
“Relax: I’m a [[Red herring ninja|ninja]], too. ''Look''.” | “Relax: I’m a [[Red herring ninja|ninja]], too. ''Look''.” | ||
Kid tossed | He bowed his head and held out the book like a votive. | ||
[[Punchface]] stretched out a hand to take it. Boone smacked it down. “Don’t ''touch''.” | |||
Kid tossed the deck on the floor. It spun. It landed face down. | |||
[[A.J.]] prodded it with his piece. He scoped the back. It was blobbed, de-blobbed and annotated in tight black cursive. | |||
“Football Team checks out, sir.” | “Football Team checks out, sir.” | ||
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The hour-glass flipped. Twenty five seconds. | The hour-glass flipped. Twenty five seconds. | ||
A compliance automated reminder popped up. It threatened disciplinary. | A compliance squad automated reminder popped up. It threatened disciplinary. | ||
Punchface squealed. “Let’s wax him and get out of here, Boone.” | Punchface squealed. “Let’s wax him and get out of here, Boone.” | ||
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“We do not have control room clearance, Roly.” | “We do not have control room clearance, Roly.” | ||
“But the place is going to blow!” | |||
“Wait.” | “Wait.” | ||
The counter ticked down to 5. The Wang honked and squawked and flashed red. | |||
The screen came up. The machine beeped & glowed. The printer started chattering. | The screen came up. The machine beeped & glowed. The printer started chattering. | ||
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Boone opened up the comlink on back to base. “He's pretty far gone, Aggie. I think it’s stale. But he's packing a red herring. Take no chances.” | Boone opened up the comlink on back to base. “He's pretty far gone, Aggie. I think it’s stale. But he's packing a red herring. Take no chances.” | ||
“The future.” | “The future.” |