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“Coffee’s just a bad kind of tea,” I said. “Black tea is the only hot drink worth having.”
“Fff—” I began, but I suppressed the “uck you” in my throat. I found a limit to my pride somewhere in there. He could destroy my life with a Gizmo call. I had no choice. “—fffine,” I finished.
Arcade Square (which is a circle) sat in the center of Aldrin Ground, right in the middle of everything.
I didn’t think anyone would get hurt, I just—” “You just thought you’d stir up a billionaire and a mob syndicate and nothing would happen? Fuck you.”
I got ready for a life-or-death game of circular tug-o-war.
Rudy pulled a squirt bottle from his desk and sprayed us both. “Hush,” he said.
“Thanks for the tip,” I said. “I’ll be ready to jump out of the way if a pressure wave moving the speed of sound comes at me.”

