She turned her bright, hard-eyed gaze on Paul. let train flashed up from the river in an explosion of spray, engulfed him, thenslid back into the depths. _ Shit. Orlando turned to Fredericks.
_ His small flash of irritation died. Death had been waiting for him as long as he could remember--not the far-off death of mostpeople, a sad but necessar Fredericks shot him a quick glance, then returned to contemplating the featurelessdunes. After a moment, Paul hurried to catch up.
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