Caldo find  op. terminal  of base and otally exed from rip. Blue ligreaming in trailer old   co confirm it. It   ime via radio ime from tomic Clock in Szerland by wime was measured.

    Kat ill fast asleep breat rasping sound. Still curled up like a content fetus. Sion t ttom of t from t screensaver flasermittently over o t in teel grips, . It looked like a  irely of plastic and devoid of wheels.

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    “Can’t sleep  t. Stayed up all night?”

    “Pretty muco t now.”

    “So soon,” she said, yawning.

    “Afraid so. But promise me you’ll stay ill I get back.”

    “Already did. Besides, I like it races of sleep still embedded deep hin her pale skin.

    “I’ve left some instructions on o log in on Glyp so t tar is configured to prompt you or ted up at tor unit  box.”

    “t,” s   semantics.

    “OK take care of yourself.”

    “I oo.”

    igo  er one last look at ood up and left Glyprailer. Outside, t Fouler o it t t daoo eager to please. Suspicion rose in Caldwell like bile in a gall bladder.

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