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404 Scott Westerfeld
“Only if you have any non-bogus food,” Shay said.
“Afraid not. Three kinds of reconstituted curry.”
Shay groaned and pushed past him into the crumbling
building. His eyes followed her, but without any of the awe
still in Ryde’s and Astrix’s faces. It was as if David didn’t see
her beauty.
He turned back. “We finally got some luck.”
Tally looked into his lined, fatigued face. “Really?”
“We got that tablet working, the one Dr. Cable was
carrying. Mom was yanking the phone part out so they
couldn’t track us through it, and she got it to display Cable’s
work data.”
“About what?”
“All her notes on making pretties into Specials. Not just
the physical part”—he pulled her closer—“but also how the
brain lesions work. It’s everything my parents weren’t told
when they were doctors!”
Tally swallowed. “Shay . . .”
He nodded. “Mom thinks she can find a cure.”