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He raised his hands in the air. Somehow, he had to raise Raoul, warn him, tell him what to do.
He spoke into the comm. "Raoul--"
One of the soldiers slugged Xris in the mouth with the butt end of his rifle.
"Shut down your communications."
Harry looked to Xris for orders.
Xris shook his head, shrugged.
The soldiers clamped restrainers on Harry's wrists, fit two more around his ankles.
The captain of the troop--the one who had hit him-aimed his weapon at Xris.
"Now shut yourself down, cyborg."
No use arguing. Xris didn't bother to tell them he lacked the energy to fight anyhow.
"Take it slow," the captain warned. "Keep your hands where I can see them."
Xris reached for his battery pack, touched a button. The LED lights on his arm went out; the entire left side of his body went dead. He could no longer maintain his balance, flopped, helpless, onto a bed.
The captain regarded him with a look of pity.
Xris closed his eyes, reminded himself to slug that son-ofa-bitch captain one day. Right now, though, he had other things to do.
He focused his thoughts. Pictured in his mind a raincoat and a battered fedora ....
CHAPTER 40
Assassiner c'est le plus court chemin. Assassination is the quickest way.
Moliere, Le Sicillien, Scene 12
"Well, my friend," said Raoul, looking up at the temple VV looming over him, "we are here
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