He frowned. He flicked on the wallscreen, which displayed a vision of New Emerald City undersiege, a few of its squat buildings on fire and tiktoks rumbling through the damaged streets liketwo-legged tanks. A glimmer of dawn was just appearing on the horizon. Atent or something.
He had a few swallows of wine, then with magnificent self-control closed thepressure seal, slid the bottle into his pocket, and walked with immense care back to the highway. The fugitives stopped to catch their breath in a covered freight car. With some idea now of the shape of the space around us, I called to my companions to stay inplace if they could. He paused.
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