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otherwise, provided the best chance for getting rescuedand staying out of trouble with the colonial
authorities. Boost the power of your signal—shout help over a ten-state area—and E-Tech Security
patrols would be crawling all over you within the hour.
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The captain opened his eyes. “I think it's a dirty flight.”



The pilot nodded. “Engine problems, maybe.”



The captain's mouth twisted into the vaguest hint of a smile. “They might need our help.”



In the proper circumstances, help could be a very expensive commodity.



“Let's take her down.”



Ghandi smiled, too. This asshole captain did have his good points.



“What do you make of it?” asked the pilot.



“Hell if I know,” muttered one of the others.



The five of them stood silently, in full spacesuits, in twenty inches of snow, on the western edge ofDenver
,Colorado , where the flat sprawl of the mile-high city began to undulate as it squeezed itself against the
front range of theRocky Mountains .



Six and a half million people had lived here once, had breathed this air, had made this place into one of
the great metropolitan centers of the twenty-first century. Now it was dead, no different from the other
Earth cities, lifeless for almost a quarter of a millennium, the air still saturated with organic poisons,
practically unbreathable. Just another icon of planet Earth: another of humanity's junkyards, decimated by