But these are megacorp armies, he reminded himself. Couldn’t some megacorp just as easily have bought itself the police department? Frag, it happened in Seattle often enough—a large donation to the Lone Star Retired Officers Fund, or whatever fragging cover story suited the moment. The Barret was getting really heavy, the muscles in his forearms starting to quiver with the strain of holding it steady. He considered flipping down the bipod, then discarded the idea as cutting down his mobility too much. The gunfire rose to a crescendo.