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Those alone would be worth it."

Would they? Or had vandals destroyed it all? Ben

inwardly shuddered and was sickened at the thought of some

two-bit street punk slashing a Renoir,

simply because he or she was too damned

ignorant-voluntarily and eagerly so-to care

what was ruined. He thought of the hundreds of master

tapes and CD'S stored in the vaults. Great

treasures of music. The millions of books,

some of which would be lost forever if not salvaged now. The

medical knowledge contained within that seemingly silent and dead

city.

Ben looked at the World Trade Center, jutting

up a quarter of a mile into the sky. He had been

on the observation deck there several times, and

remembered that on a clear day a person could

see for nearly sixty miles. And the elevators

would take your breath away: from the 107th floor

to ground level took less than a minute.

And if, or when, his people went into the city, they would have

to climb every damned step of the way up in every building.

And then back down.
"What's the word from your brother, Tina?"

"He's recovering fast. He'll be up here in a

couple of weeks, on limited duty."