"FWLS36" - читать интересную книгу автора (A Future We'd Like to See)

Others are still hanging around... I negotiate to keep them safe,
or in worst case scenarios, bust in there toolbox first and get
them out."

"Not much money in it, I'd think."

"You'd be surprised how much cash they manage to squirrel
away. One time--"

"He's tagged, alright," Gosub concluded, packing the box.
"I can't get it off. This tag is stuck on him with the
equivalent of sotter, glue, adhesive tape, and fifty two iron
chains. Can you tell us what you can without triggering it,
Random?"

"Not really," I said.

"Alright, I'll just call you up. Got a phone number?"

"Hey," the younger hacker near the back yelled, "I thought
we worked net-only!"

"Call it a rare occasion, Max," Gosub said.

"It tagged my phone too," I informed him. "Checked that out
after I scanned myself. Nasty program, it's designed to hear
anything my phone hears, picked up or not."

"Someone must have something seriously nasty to hide to do
that to you," Harden whistled. "Phreeow."

"Alright. Where do you live?"

"Me? Faircom system. T'ykk University."

"You're a Ytt?"

"No, I just go to school there. Look--"

"Alright, Random, I'm wiring four hundred credits your way-"

"That had better not be from the company fund, Gosub," Max
warned. "You know I need that to get us to CF89."

"It's from my holdings, Max. Don't panic. Anyway, take
those four hundred and buy a ticket to C'atel. Use the remaining
cash to bribe your teachers into letting you go... Go to this
address..."

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