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Nicholas Boothman
wasn’t it? You disappeared for a year, and you
didn’t spend it in libraries.”
He met her gaze. “Another time,” he said. His
tone cut it off, final. Then he turned and kept
moving.
She examined the phone. “It’s linked to a
Chorus satellite relay. They were tracking our
location.”
“We need to move,” he said. “This was a
warning.”
Back in the safety of their hotel rooms, Carolina
worked furiously, copying the full pattern of
Fragment Four into her neural syntax software.
Henry stood at the window, watching the late-
afternoon mist roll over the rooftops.
“They’re not just trying to stop us,” he said.
“They’re trying to keep people from ever knowing
this language exists.”
“Because if people know they can rewrite
themselves…”
“They can’t be controlled,” he finished.
“Fragment Five is in Évora,” she said. “Under
the Capela dos Ossos. An old ritual site.”
“Then that’s where we go.”
She turned to leave, but he stopped her.
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