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"The fight?" Cassoit's eyes became interested.
"Sure. The fight with Aleppo. I don't know what happened, how it ended, but I
do know that I came back to my body and Aleppo didn't. I
think Ruaha won over Aleppo and probably banished him from the
Consciousness Pool. You remember the dream, Kate. You must have all evaluated
it, isn't that true? The dream where Ruaha was talking to you, where I was
sitting next to you in the big hall& "
It was like the sun coming up. Relief showed in every eye. Max grinned.
Sam and Kate exchanged happy looks. Even Cassoit looked relieved.
"What's happening?"
"You've just said the magic words," Max said.
"About the dream? You did evaluate it, didn't you?"
Cassoit said, "You remembered it, yet you weren't around at the time and you
hadn't seen it. You were running around the city trying to escape from the
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police. Only it wasn't really you who was doing the running. It was actually
the person you call Aleppo."
"That's right. That's what I've been trying to tell you. I was being held
somewhere. Ruaha grabbed me out of the tank just as Aleppo cut off the support
system. I came alive in Kate's dream."
"Release him," Cassoit told the sergeant.
"Him?" Sergeant Kaminsky stared at Cassoit with disbelief. "You've got to be
kidding." His face became stern. "Not on your life. The men in the white coats
will be coming up after this one."
Cassoit said coldly, "There is the phone. Pick it up and tell your superior
that I want to talk to the Meta Foundation in Washington, D.C."
It took time, the call was made, the arrangements and red tape were cut to a
minimum, and before long Gary was able to embrace Kate.
"For a while there...." Gary started to say.
But Kate was kissing him and he couldn't go on. The only thing he could do was
return her kiss.
"How long has this been going on?" Cassoit said, regarding the kissing couple
with a cold eye.
Max smiled at the scene. "As long as recorded history," he said. "And I
imagine a long time before that." He turned to Cassoit. "Didn't anybody ever
tell you about the birds and the bees, Andrew?"
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