An animal fear unlike anything Red had ever known gripped him, his bladder close to letting go. Low-Bar’s smile widened and it gave a slow wink. Niner had been pure, a child, but this machine was perverted and evil. Red had to get out of here. He took another step, looked back at the money, then at the new letter in his hand. Wasn’t this what he wanted? What this whole awful day had been about?