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Ood," Dee said. she turned and started down the hall. Ly and Matt followed.
Dixon came with them a , _t later, after leaving a souvenir on the bed to give
Dr. Howard something to think about .
W They hurried out through the double doors. Dee locked t .
gain. This time, riding the elevator made Dixon feel 51 .
light.
It!" Matt said again when they were in the lobby. He lot the unconscious
guard there, signed, Not to be at's what he thought," Dixon said. Matt looked
at I confusion. "Never mind. Come on." y dadled out of the DRC and ran
toward one of the rselesses parked on the roadway close to the edge of n. It
was not, strictly speaking, a legal place to park, : but traffic regulations
were not likely to De elllux wee small hours. s One of the horselesses sped
off. As it passed under a streeG
lamp, Dixon saw it was crowded with people.
Triumph-flared in him. "They must have got the HIVI! And Welt got
Matt!" The driver of the remaining horseless threw open the door across from
him. In, Melody signed to Matt. She, Dixon, and Dee came piling after the
sim. No sooner had Dee slammed the door than the driver roared away from the
Dixon started to say something to the sim, but before he could, Melody leaned
over and kissed him for a long time.
When she finally let Dixon go, by some miracle he remembered what he had been
about to tell Matt: "free! You're frog at last!" , That got him kissed again,
which was, he though dizzily, a long way from bad. I "
'Free,' " Dr. Peter Howard read. It was the last word of the pamphlet on
Matt's bed, printed twice as big and black as any of the others. In
Howard's mouth, it sounded obscene Normally among the most self-controlled of
men, he save I agely crumpled the pamphlet and flung it to the floor.X t The
security officer who picked it up gave him amp proachful look. "There might
have been useful eviderz 5 there, doctor."
t "Oh, shut up," Howard snarled. "Where the hell werct you people when this
sim was stolen? Asleep on the job, d that's wheret t "The guards were
drugged, Dr. Howard," the securing man corrected stiffly.
"Our investigation into that part S the affair is just beginning." l S
"Wonderful." Howard turned away. Slowly, clumsily, h l X made his way down
the hall. Getting out of the way la other people seemed more trouble than it
was worth. It's.
[ if I were one of the walking wounded, he thought--al -z. then realized, a
moment later, I am.
10: - is it fiat the broad expanse of walnut was a fortress wall to hold
Me outside world outside. In a bigger sense, he had used the E whole
DRC the same way. Well, the outside world had Unfaded with a vengeance.
And with such stupidity, he thought, filled with rage that was all the more
consuming for having no outlet. He had only skimmed the pamphlet the thieves
left bopen the door across from him. In, Melody signed to
Matt. She, Dixon, and Dee came piling after the sim. No sooner had Dee
slammed the door than the driver roared away from the Dixon started to say
something to the sim, but before he could, Melody leaned over and kissed him
for a long time.
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When she finally let Dixon go, by some miracle he remembered what he had been
about to tell Matt: "free! You're frog at last!" , That got him kissed again,
which was, he though dizzily, a long way from bad. I "
'Free,' " Dr. Peter Howard read. It was the last word of the pamphlet on
Matt's bed, printed twice as big and black as any of the others. In
Howard's mouth, it sounded obscene Normally among the most self-controlled of
men, he save I agely crumpled the pamphlet and flung
it to the floor.X t The security officer who picked it up gave him amp
proachful look. "There might have been useful eviderz 5 there, doctor."
t "Oh, shut up," Howard snarled. "Where the hell werct you people when this
sim was stolen? Asleep on the job, d that's wheret t "The guards were
drugged, Dr. Howard," the securing man corrected stiffly.
"Our investigation into that part S the affair is just beginning." l S
"Wonderful." Howard turned away. Slowly, clumsily, h l X made his way down
the hall. Getting out of the way la other people seemed more trouble than it
was worth. It's.
[ if I were one of the walking wounded, he thought--al -z. then realized, a
moment later, I am.
10: - is it fiat the broad expanse of walnut was a fortress wall to hold
Me outside world outside. In a bigger sense, he had used the E whole
DRC the same way. Well, the outside world had Unfaded with a vengeance.
And with such stupidity, he thought, filled with rage that was all the more
consuming for having no outlet. He had only skimmed the pamphlet the thieves
left behind to explain their handiwork, but he had seen and heard the phrases
there often enough over the years.
His fists clenched till nails bit into flesh. At the pain, he opened them
again; no matter how furious he was, he stayed careful about his hands. But
it was not, was not, was knot his fault that sims were as they were. In
earlier days, he Fnew, people had thought other races of people to be Wnferior
breeds. Sims did that much, at least, to stop man's ..
Mumanity to man, by showing what an inferior breed r1
_y was like. I'll ache security man stuck his head into the office, breaking
'Howard's chain of thought. "Outside greencoats are here to l see you, sir,"
he said. I E
r "Send them in," Howard sighed. Normally, Terminus's Jugular constabulary
stayed away from the DRC. Normally, !L Howard thought--he would not get to
use that word again Winy time soon.
B; No sooner had the greencoat--actually, the fellow was in pwdinary clothes,
blue breeches and a yellow tunic--come in ban the phone chimed.
"Excuse me," Howard said, think tg, everything happens at once. The greencoat
nodded.
*-Howard picked up the phone. An excited voice said in E ear, "This is
Butler, at the Terminus Constitution.
je had a report that a sim with AIDS has been taken Id the Disease
Research Center--Hello? Is that you, Dr. _trd? Are you there?"
Fl'm here," Howard said. No point in breaking the Enection. Like the
greencoat in his office, this Butler was only the first of many.
n Matt was confused. Dealing with people often left him feeling that way,
but he had lived in his old home in the tower for a long time, and mostly knew
what to expect.
With these new people, he had no idea what was coming next.
Shaking his head, he got out of bed--the third new, strange, not quite
comfortable bed he'd had in as many nights--and used the toilet.
He had to strain to make the urine go through his penis, which was stiff with
a morning erection. Stiffer than usual, even; he missed the females g with
whom he'd been living.
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He flushed the toilet, sat down on it to comb his red brown hair.
That was another reason he missed the fe I' males: there was a big patch on
his back that he could not reach. In the towers, sims by twos and threes
would speed a lot of time combing each other all over. It was somethu to do.
He sniffed, and felt his broad nostrils expand wi pleasure.
Breakfast was cooking--sausages today, from t smell. He liked sausages.
He went out to the kitchen. The man and woman wl had taken him from the tower
were there, along with t: strange man and woman whose house this was. They we
all drinking coffee. They looked up as he came in.
Good morning, he signed.
"Good morning," the people replied, with mouths a hands. "Help yourself,"
added the woman who lived here. Emily was her name, Matt remembered.
He nodded his thanks. Along with the sausages we sweet rolls and slices of
apple. He filled his plate, tool glass of water (he did not care for coffee).
g Behind him, Emily's mate Isaac whistled and said,' "Certainly nothing wrong
with his appetite now."
"We've noticed that," replied Ken, one of the ones w, had taken him away.
"Hope it won't put you to too mu trouble. "
"Don't worry," Isaac said.
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