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.They must be clothing her, washing her.Someone must be brushing that coal black halo of hair.Did she care? Did she even notice them? What deathly twilight had she passed into?Li watched long enough to learn the rhythms of the air currents that traveled through the chamber, the way they played along Bella’s skirt hem and turned her hair into a Medusa’s crown.She watched the sun set beneath her feet, and the room fade into the bleak blue and gray of starlight.She thought Bella was asleep, but around sunset she opened her eyes and looked straight at Li as if she’d locked on to the sound of her breathing.“Is it you?” Li asked.“It’s always me.”The air crackled with static, setting Li’s hair on end and sucking the thin silk of Bella’s dress against her legs.Her skirt had hitched up above her knees.It bothered Li to think that the miners would be trooping in and out of the room staring at her, and that Bella was too far gone into the void of the worldmind to notice.She stepped forward, grabbed the thin cloth and pulled it down around Bella’s ankles, covering her.Bella smiled.As if she knew what Li was thinking.As if she were laughing at her.“Are you happy?” Li asked.“I’m sorry about your mother.And Cohen.” Li swallowed.“Are they all right?”“Mirce is.The AI is … more complicated.” “Is he—?”“We’re all alive, Catherine.Can’t you feel us? We feel you.Every part of you, every voice, every network, no matter where you are in the station.We love you.”Li closed her eyes and covered her face with her hands.“Katie,” Bella said.It was her father’s voice.“Don’t! I won’t listen!”Bella shrugged, but when she spoke again it was in her own voice.“Most people find it gives them comfort.”“I don’t want comfort.”She did, though.She wanted it so much it terrified her.She wondered if Mirce’s voice would come out of Bella’s perfect lips.Or McCuen’s voice.She could ask, she supposed.What harm would it do? But she couldn’t ask for the one voice she wanted to hear.Because if she heard that voice, even once, she’d never have the strength to walk away from it.“Are you sure?” Bella asked.Li turned around and left and didn’t look back.* * *Nguyen’s call was waiting when she got back to her quarters.“Not answering the phone these days?” Nguyen said.Li shrugged.“I see.Playing the bereaved widow.Well, you made enough money off him that I guess you should at least go through the motions.Who would have thought he’d leave you everything?”Li kept her mouth shut; it wasn’t even worth trying to find out how Nguyen had gotten hold of that piece of information.“You won’t keep any of it, of course.The advocate general will challenge it.And win.Half of the hardware Cohen’s system ran on is covered by government patents and licenses.They’ll bankrupt you.”Li looked down at her hands, took a breath.“Is that all you called about, or was there something else?”Nguyen smiled coldly and reached outside the VR field to retrieve a dog-eared yellow piece of paper.“We know.We know everything.It’s over, Li.”“If it was really over, you wouldn’t be talking to me.”“I’ve been authorized to offer you a way out.Under the circumstances, we decided … discretion was the best approach.”Li waited.“You’ll ship back to Alba with the rest of the station personnel for debriefing.When you arrive, you’ll request a leave of absence for health reasons.Once things have settled down a bit, you’ll resign.Quietly.A suitable job will be found for you in the private sector.And we’ll all forget about what happened or didn’t happen on Compson’s.”“That’s clear enough.” “Good, then.It’s agreed.” “No.”Nguyen caught her breath and leaned forward almost imperceptibly in her chair.“Do you actually think you can weather this scandal? Are you really that arrogant?”“You have the right to drum me out of the Service.I’d probably do the same in your place.” Li laughed briefly.“Hell, in your place I’d probably put a bullet in my skull and call it even.But you don’t have the right to make me resign.You don’t have the right to make me slink off quietly.”“That’s pretty sanctimonious under the circumstances.”“Maybe.”Comprehension dawned on Nguyen’s face, only to be chased away by disdain.“You weren’t thinking of the money at all, were you?” she asked.“You actually talked yourself into thinking you were doing the right thing.Or you let Cohen talk you into it.Did you actually think it was your decision to make? Did you think you had the right to put billions of UN citizens at risk because of your moral scruples?”Li didn’t answer.“Amazing,” Nguyen said.“But then traitors never seem to feel the normal rules apply to them, do they?” Li didn’t have an answer for that either [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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