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“Don’t have one” Striker’s voice sounded far more intimate in the confines of her helmet

“You don’t have one?” A reflector shield would obscure the vehicle and keep it fro the air around it and ht it an essential item for a man who liked to stay under the radar

“Don’t have anything unnecessary, chère,” he drawled “Extra weight will slow us down, and we need speed to outrun Enforcement”

“But wouldn’t a reflector shield mean we could hide from them?” Didn’t he realize that if they hid, they wouldn’t need to outrun the Striker and his team? It was quite possible he wasn’t as smart as her contact had told her

His chuckle unnerved her, le in places she didn’t want to be aware of at that moment Possibly ever Her powers of denial were already stretched to the lied between her legs, pressing hard against her She felt overstimulated— more to cope with

“I knohat I’ If we needed a reflector shield, we’d have one We don’t need it”

“Why aren’t we heading for the wall? We need to get over it”

“You say that like I wasn’t able to think of it by myself”

She thought it wise not to answer that “Everybody says the best places to get over the wall are in the crowded areas of the cities” Although, not that et over the wall, and those who did tended to get sed by the eneral wisdoet over the wall stemmed more from speculation than reality

“Everybody don’t know shit,” Striker said

A horrible thought occurred to her What if she was totally wrong? What if this et her where she needed to be? “You do kno to get over the wall, don’t you?”

“No faith,” he drawled

Having no choice but to hold on and hope for the best, Friday tried to focus on the landscape rather than her fears The desert wasn’t what she’d expected it to be

“I thought it would be barren,” she whispered, more to herself than anyone else

She felt his abdoretted that she’d spoken aloud