A hand touched his shoulder. Afterward,he thought of her as a figment of his imagination, leaving only her laugh behind. I lowered my gun, took a deep breath, held it, aimed, let the breath out slow and careful as I squeezed the trigger. But she held herself off his body, one hand on the floor, the other against the wall.
I owe him for bringing me out of a terrible bondage. It firedpoint-blank, crimsoning the hull of the Kyben ship. I presumed they wouldeventually sell the engine to a junk dealer. So I askedJim to take my wallet with the credit cards, and the car, and go down to get the latter doused.
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