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SHE WAS, SUDDENLY, IN a large room, well lit, with elaborate furnishings—sitting leaned back in a soft chair before a highly polished little table. On the opposite side of the table two people sat looking at her with expressions of mild surprise. One of them was Lyad Ermetyne. The other was a man she didn’t know.

The man glanced aside at Lyad. “Very fast snap-back!” he said