His mind was clear. He remembered Kit and Marksman now. Yates, Rags, and Shamgar the ork samurai, too. There were two other runners, another ork and a female norm rigger, but he didn’t have names for them. He remembered the runners bursting in on him. The rescue of Yates, and his subsequent clash with the lethal ice. The flight through the maintenance corridors of the Telestrian complex. The machine Rags had used to suck Andy’s headware dry of the stuff Yates had crammed in there. The ride downtown that had ended with Andy staring into Kit’s deep, deep eyes. The cloud coming down, and his subsequent dumping. He remembered it all.