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run a particularly taut operation, but, as of the moment, he

didn't seem to have a corrupt one. However, neither he nor

SenTrax Myanmar was cleared yet; Gonzales's final report would

come later, after he and the memex had analyzed the records at

their leisure.

 

Gonzales stretched and rubbed his eyes. As usual at the end

of short-term, intensive gigs like this, he felt tired, washed-

out, eager to go. He said to Grossback, "I've got a company plane

out of here late this afternoon to Bangkok. I'll connect with

whatever commercial flight's available there."

 

Grossback smiled, obviously glad Gonzales was leaving. 

Grossback was a slight man, of mixed German and Thai descent; he

had a light brown complexion, black hair, and delicate features. 

He wore politically correct clothing in the old-fashioned Burmese

style: a dark skirt called a longyi, a white cotton shirt.

 

During Gonzales's time there, Grossback had dealt with him

coldly and correctly from behind a mask of corporate protocol and

clenched teeth. Fair enough, Gonzales had thought: the man's

operation was suspect, and him along with it. Anyway, people

resented these outside intrusions almost every time; representing

Internal Affairs, Gonzales answered only to his division head,

F.L. Traynor, and SenTrax Board, and that made almost everyone