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“Run,” he said, blood boiling out of the wound.

“Yes,” she said.

When the assassin finally made his move—reaching for her core self, the root Marie—Jack did something no one expected. He had no implants. No psychic defense. But he had grief . He had the memory of every person he’d failed, every body he’d buried, every engine he’d fixed that still wouldn’t start. He pushed that grief into Marie’s open neural port—a raw, analog wave of human despair. -MULTI- Marie and Jack- A Hardcore Love Story

“You’re a weapon,” he told her one night, as they watched a methane rainstorm slash across his dead city. “Run,” he said, blood boiling out of the wound