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wish to present on Renraku's recent activities and how they affect not only
Fuchi, but all of the members of the corporate community." Out of the corner
of her eye, Osborne saw Napoli reach up to stroke his chin. Although it seemed
no more than a gesture of quiet curiosity, Osborne knew that, for Napoli, such
a break in his composure was almost a statement of surprise. Score one more
point for me, she thought. You. didn't think we had a real case, did you,
Paco?
"But before I present our evidence," Osborne continued, focusing her attention
on Priault and deliberately ignoring Napoli, "I would like to ask the Court
for a recess so the justices may review the materials I have presented thus
far and have the opportunity to rest and come at this matter fresh. The
information is germane to the evidence Fuchi wishes to present."
Osborne silently bit her lip while Priault considered. Would he see what she
was doing and give her the time she needed?
"Very well," Priault said with only a brief pause. "I know everyone must be
feeling the space-lag, and the court appreciates the opportunity for the
justices to review all of the facts. A six-hour recess is granted. We will
reconvene at ten A.M., station time, to hear the rest of Fuchi's case."
Priault rapped his gavel on the bench, and the members of the Corporate Court
began to file out of the room to rest and unwind from the long trip to the
station and to begin reading the files Osborne had made available on the
or-bital's computer system. Waiting while the rest of the justices left the
room, Osborne gave Napoli a smile as he headed toward the door. He
acknowledged it with a slight nod, but the look on his face showed that he was
not happy with the way things were shaping up.
Osborne realized that Napoli's confidence was as feigned

as hers in many ways. Renraku was worried, which meant they knew Fuchi's case
had a chance of hurting them. Just as Villiers had predicted, Renraku had
something to hide and Osborne had a good shot at forcing Renraku to show their
hand on Fuchi's terms. She just hoped that hand didn't have a gun in it.
Renraku could panic if they were backed into a corner, and that would mean
real trouble for all concerned.
So far so good, she thought as she watched Napoli's retreating back. Now I
just have to hope my evidence materializes in time for me to present it, or
else Paco Napoli is going to be dancing on my grave.




7

Skilled Matrix programmers have known for years the power of the imagination.
The system memory required to program a supra-realistic icon to interact with
multiple senses is substantial (taste and smell are usually overlooked as cues
by most programmers, often unwisely, as we shall see). Balancing system
functionality against the complexity of programmed images involves certain
trade-offs, compromises a programmer has to make.
One of the ways in which programmers make up for this deficiency in memory
space is by using certain sensory "cheats" to produce the effects they are