***ANAD altering sensor settings…recommending assume C-30…set enzymatic knife to full extension…grabbers full sweep***
“Do it, ANAD. Do it now.”
The first whiffs of nano came a few moments later.
Winger knew deep down inside that all of this had something to do with Dana Tallant. He’d told no one as yet about the encounter at the Custer Inn. Maybe he didn’t want to believe it himself. Sure, angels were all around them. Hell, you couldn’t go into town without tripping over them. Clouds of bugs done up to look like shoppers out for an afternoon on Main Street. It was all for show, just like a postcard. Maybe he didn’t want to admit that one of their own troopers could be an angel, for if that was true, and angels were getting better all the time, who could you trust, really?
Okay, Dana Tallant, if it’s you in here rummaging around inside Deeno’s brain, come out and let’s rumble.
His wish came true almost as fast as he had made it.