"L. E. Modesitt - Archform Beauty" - читать интересную книгу автора (Modesitt L E)

"He already died where it counts a long time ago."

I sighed. Loudly. "I may be back."

"You're worried."

"Goes with the job."

"Remember... you owe me that chess game."

"How could I forget?" How could I? Owed him since before I'd gone to the DPS Academy. Kama never
forgot anything. Never would. Might not tell, but wouldn't forget.

I walked out to the electral, standing by itself out front. Kama watched me from the door. Sometimes felt
that everyone watched me.

Had barely pulled away when Sarao linked me. Lieutenant... Captain wants to know if you've found
anything.

Nothing. Might help if I knew what I was looking for.

She asked to be linked if you came up with anything.

I'll do it.

That was the way it went all day. Knew I was on the edge of something. Just didn't know what. Couldn't
even figure out where to ask. Or what.

Got back to the garage at fourteen-forty. Took a few minutes to satisfy the transport system. Needed a
statement if I was back more than fifteen minutes past the estimate.

Stopped by the captain's office before going to mine. She looked worried. Worried and tired.

"You didn't find anything, did you?"

"Nope," I admitted. "Something's coming. Street's too quiet. Too... normal."
"Not all the problems are on the street." Cannizaro leaned back in her ergochair and smiled faintly. "They
never have been."

"No. But the slick problems cause street problems, and big slick problems cause big street problems."

"You think it's a slick problem or a filch one?"

"I don't know. Let me work on it."

"You're the last of the street cops, Chiang. After you, things will change."

Shook my head. "Always be street cops, Captain. Just fewer. Two kinds of perps--the sariman and filch
slicks, and the twisted servies. Need people who know both." I knew servies and pennies and the
netless. Didn't know the slicks. They were for the netops types. Even as I thought that, knew I'd have to