He quickly looked away-that was the last thing he wanted to see. ![]() ![]() When it was gone, his eyes fell upon the dead man. Thomas watched until it disappeared around a corner. The screen blacked out and the panel closed then the cop machine rose into the air and flew away, its hum slowly fading. And there was the possibility that if he didn’t stall Janson, he could end up like Red Shirt-shot down by this cop machine hovering a few feet in front of him. ![]() It made him sick to pacify the Rat Man, but it was the only thing he could think to say to buy himself time. “I’ll think about it.” Thomas forced himself to say it again. Except for you, maybe, before we took away your memories.”
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