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      Then she grinned at me. That grin was truly crazy, feral and focused, and I
knew that right then she really didn’t give a shit about dying.
‘Look,’ I said, ‘I’ve got some money left, you know? Why don’t you take it
and get the tube to Miami, catch a hopper to Montego Bay. You need rest, man.You’ve got to get your act together.’
‘My act, Skipper,’ she said, punching something on the keyboard, ‘never has been
this together before.’