Caldwell and Kat headed back towards Waterloo station. Her frail form moved beside him with surprising agility. She had the Sim Unit going but the goggles were perched on her forehead like the sun glasses of a beach bum seeking a moment’s relief from a harsh summer sun. He could hear the soundtrack to whatever movie she was watching buzzing in her ears. His knapsack containing Kenzo Yamamoto’s console and the sum total of his personal effects was slung around his left shoulder and he carried one of Kat’s duffels in his other hand. The sky above the station was pitch-black with industrial pollution.

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