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n SaTrryn stopped beneath the gaily striped awning of the stand on Momentum Boulevardhe was being watched. The seamless flow of books was interrupted only by the doorway and,above it, a decorative fanlight panel, now dark with dust and grime. What will it do? Riane asked. Cushsneil rocked from his heels to his toes.

Imagine that. He was no more than a child, and yet he had with breathtaking swiftness ascended to aheady office. Eleana— No, really. A low profile, Riane said.