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.

    Caldement. t er so ruly ao you. s packing material. It’s all I ’s all I need. ion locks. ition, only a slaso it and o be in ty of any of those.

    Cald on templated o  or leave e. ing, as turned round and stared at he goggles.

    “Don’t knoo ired eyes adjusted to tural ligreaming trailer.

    “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.

    ***

    On to , flanked on all sides by megacorp drones returning to ement ime in a long ons t made tick s, platforms and people movers, like a macabre biological orcra. Several questions remained trust Fouler? as to track ,   and not planted by Fouler and ion t  far beyond trained raging of teenage hormones.

    At t terminal 10 station, Caldepped off translucent MagLev pulsing intermittently ising and made o ture area. Fouler anding at a special counter  standing up, taller, more fragile but positively more dangerous. Next to ractive young tacty in a prim and proper Britisoug of t t t triped suit.  so his long sharp jaw.

    “Good to see you didn’t get oturedly.  a fe didn’t s in the back of his hands.

    “After t ty-four o give Fouler a break t o be cooperating.

    “I  you to meet Ms. Levin. S, as  Jones and Agent Jackman.

    “Good to meet you. Do you  name?” Caldo mess .

    “I don’t tarted.

    “It’s alrig name is Seven. My parents hem.”

    Cald raig empted to ask  being open all   ongue. For t time in a long w mood.

    “OK, look s in  Jones and Agent Jackman  you in toucact in  flig  you out hing you need.”

    “OK. Sounds suspiciously like a plan.”

    Fouler ignored inued.

    “tify traces and get your act Agent o inform us. e’ll take over from t attempt to play around in t to get access and co-ordinates on t ten, t t sopicated electronic Intrusion Counter-Attack Entities (ICE) in t just keep you out. track you doil you are a flatline in cyberspace.”

    “Understood.”

    “Do not attempt to lose Agent ag on you and o knoo hin inches.”

    it Fouler strode off dooor, riped beige suit fluttering in tle currents of tioning. Agent Jones and Agent Jackman stood gaer him like children abandoned in a crowded shopping mall.

    “Come on Mr. Cald important brain of yours.”