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“Er, yeah, of course it is. ''Ja'', I mean. ''Ja'', hier ist Kurzweil.” Boone winced. | “Er, yeah, of course it is. ''Ja'', I mean. ''Ja'', hier ist Kurzweil.” Boone winced. | ||
“But you seem to be heading straight at us. This manoeuvre isn’t in the playbook, Kurzweil. | “But you seem to be heading straight ''at us''. This manoeuvre isn’t in the playbook, Kurzweil. My line manager say this is ORI material —” | ||
“No, no, Maxine, it is all routine, and cleared with Commander Scheisskopf. Hey | “No, no, Maxine, it is all routine, and cleared with Commander, um, Commander Scheisskopf. Hey listen, the channel is getting a bit choppy, okay? We are struggling to maintain secure connection. Everything in order. Repeat: everything in order. Going dark, over.” | ||
“Heinrich? Heinrich?” | “Heinrich? Heinrich?” | ||
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Boone pressed down on the metal. | Boone pressed down on the metal. | ||
Kurzweil traversed along the running board, keeping his head below the window. | Kurzweil traversed along the running board, keeping his head below Boone’s sightline out of the window. | ||
Boone’s comlink crackled. “Heads up Boone: you got company,” | Boone’s comlink crackled. “Heads up Boone: you got company,” | ||
The other dirt-bike burst into view off a low ridge, exploding through scrubland and pulled wheelie. | |||
Boone pummeled the dash “Yeah! Georgie! Where you been all my life!” | |||
“Not me, Boone! On your cabin! Eyes right!” | |||
But it was too late. With a single fluid motion Kurzweil vaulted up, leant through the window, baffed Boone across the jaw, and grabbed the wheel. “''NOT … ON … MY… WATCH … BOONE''” | But it was too late. With a single fluid motion Kurzweil vaulted up, leant through the window, baffed Boone across the jaw, and grabbed the wheel. “''NOT … ON … MY… WATCH … BOONE''” | ||