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        TheNeckTatandTheRedBandanamarchedReyadeepintothebowelsofthecargofreighter—thesamerustedcarcasshaulingvatsofGod-knows-whatthroughinternationalwaters.

        Thepassagewayswereskeletalandsuffocating,slickwithacocktailofdieselfumes,stalesweat,andthedamp,metallictangofrot.

        RedBandanatookpoint.Hismassiveframepracticallyscrapedthebulkheads,blockingoutwhatlittlelightfilteredinfromahead.

        TheNeckTatbroughtuptherear,grippingReya''sarm.Hisfreehandwasrestless,roamingoverherbodywithentitledaggressioneverystepoftheway.

        Bythetimeheshovedherthroughthehatchofthecrewquarters,heruniformwasintatters,barelyclingingtohershoulders,leavinglittletotheimagination.

        Thecabinwasaclaustrophobicsteelcoffin.Totheleft,atieredbunkbedassemblydominatedthespace.Themetalwallswereplasteredwithpeeling,yellowedcenterfoldsfromvintageplayboys.Oppositethatstoodadentedmetallockerandaflimsydrop-leaftable.

        RedBandanaunlatchedthetopbunk,swingingitupwithaviolentclangandsecuringitwitharustedchaintogivethemroomtobreathe.

        Withalowsneer,theNeckTatshovedReyabackwardontothethin,stainedmattressofthelowerbunk.

        Asshehitthestained,thinpadding,herblousefellopencompletely.Intheflickeringgloom,herskinseemedtodefythelawsofphysics.Itdidn''tjustlookpale;itlookedluminescent,glowingwithasoft,pearlescentsheenthatmadetheindustrialgrimesurroundingherlookevenfilthier.

        TheNeckTatandTheRedBandanastoodthere,momentarilyfrozen.

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