"Terry Dowling - Flashmen" - читать интересную книгу автора (Dowling Terry)

hardwood chair in the blue room. тАЬTheyтАЩre all so intense. I was hoping youтАЩd
be good cop.тАЭ

The kid knew the procedures.

тАЬAnd whyтАЩs that, Thomas?тАЭ Though Sam knew the answer. When had
it ever been different? Sam had steeled himself to give a listen-or-else,
grassroots spiel: the first Landings appearing, going active, shutting down
whole communities across the planet with no pattern, no apparent pattern,
sending thousands, hundreds of thousands into catatonic fugue. The flash
crews going in to break the signal before too many out of those thousands
started dying. Getting some back. But Thomas had been playing doggo.

тАЬYouтАЩre - more approachable. They say.тАЭ

тАЬUsed to be. ItтАЩs been a while.тАЭ

тАЬYou came back. I checked that. Some keep away.тАЭ

Sam made himself stay civil. It was how you started any working
relationship.

тАЬYou donтАЩt reach escape velocity, you keep coming back, yes.тАЭ

тАЬBorn to it.тАЭ

No use denying. тАЬBit like that.тАЭ

тАЬSo, which are we going to, Mr Aitch?тАЭ

Sam paused, studying the newbie, liking most of what he saw - the
alertness so at odds with what Angel and Sunny had seen, been allowed to
see, the edginess sensed. Though the Mr Aitch got him. His shelf name.
Field name. Damn Walt and Sunny. Sam endured it, just as he had so many
times before.

тАЬNot sure going in. Not this early. Out near The Horse, I think. Not as
far as The Pearl.тАЭ

тАЬThe Horse. I really want to see that. What about The Sailmaker?тАЭ

тАЬWe keep clear. Always. ItтАЩs a cull set-up.тАЭ

тАЬYou think?тАЭ ThomasтАЩs eyes were wide at the prospect.

тАЬWork it out. Nothing for years. Teams getting cocky. Then the
Krackenslough. Eight years later The Sailmaker arrives.тАЭ Treating him like
he did know.

Thomas was nodding. тАЬItтАЩs like the name, isnтАЩt it? Landings.