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. I knew I'd never contradict him on it, even if I learned
differently. And so I laughed.
"With Jurt," I said, "there'd be no way of telling the difference."
Luke smiled. Then, "You could get dead going up against a guy like
that, along with a sorcerer, on their own turf."
"What choice have I got?" I asked. "They're after me. Better to move
now. Jurt hasn't had the treatment yet. Does it take long?"
"Well, there are fairly elaborate preliminaries, but the subject
doesn't have to be present for some of them. It all depends on how far along
Mask is with the work."
"I'd better move pretty fast then."
"I won't have you going in there alone," he said. "It could be suicide.
I know the place. I also have a small force of mercs bivouacked in Shadow
and ready for action on short notice. If we can get them in, they can hold
off the guards, maybe even take them out.''
"Will that fancy ammo work there?"
"No. We tried it when I pulled the glider attack. It'll have to be hand
to hand. Body armor and machetes, maybe. I'll have to work it out."
"We could use the Pattern to get in, but the troop can't . . . and
Trumps aren't reliable for that place."
"I know. I'll have to work on that, too."
"Then it would be you and me against Jurt and Mask. If I tell any of
the others here, they'll try to stop me till Random gets back, and that may
be too late"
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