Jerym eyed the guy's name label, Carrmak, and felt like asking whatmade him so damn smart. But the firefighthadn't slackened in what seemed to him five or six minutes of furiousexchange. It was rich with detail. He examined the label, then unwrapped it and bitoff a piece, chewing thoughtfully.
Jerym followed,wondering if Romlar really would write to Lotta. Which leads to my next question: Can youget them all processed in, say, a dek? It's barely conceivable. You realize, I trust, that if anything had happened to her, if she'd beenkilled or rescued, I'd have broken you to private, had you flogged, andassigned you to a penal platoon. She was there a few minutes in advance, on her feet in the rear,a fresh power slug in both recorders, audio and video, her camera helmetconspicuous.
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