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He nods and looks down again. “Blue Fairy,” he says.
“You see!” snaps Una. “He is like a computer—he spouts garbage that makes no sense.”
But Connor finds himself making an unexpected leap of insight.
“Sorry, Pinocchio, but Risa’s not your Blue Fairy. She can’t turn you into a real boy.”
Cam looks at him and grins. Connor finds the grin disarming, which makes him grip the rifle more tightly. He will not be disarmed in any way.
“How do you know she hasn’t already?”
“She’s pretty amazing, but not that amazing,” Connor says. “You want magic, talk to Una. I’m sure the Arápache are more tuned in to magical stuff than the rest of us.”
Una stiffens and frowns at him. “I don’t have to take insults from a runaway Unwind.”
“I was actually being sincere,” Connor admits. “But I’m happy to insult you, if that’s what you want.”
Una holds her glare a moment more before returning her gaze to the ground.
“You said you want to help Risa,” Connor asks the Rewind. “Help her how?”
“That’s between me and her.”
“Wrong,” Connor tells him. “I’m between you and her. You talk to me, or you don’t talk at all.”
The Rewind seethes, breathing through his nose like a dragon about to flare. Then he backs down. “I can help her bring down Proactive Citizenry. I have all the evidence she needs. But I won’t share it with anyone but her.”
The Rewind seems sincere—but Connor knows he’s not the best judge of character. He made a crucial mistake trusting Starkey. Connor won’t make the same mistake again. “You expect me to believe that? Why would you bring down the people who made you?”
“I have my reasons.”
“Are you going to tell him?” Una asks Connor, her patience failing. “Or do you intend to string him along all day?”
“Tell me what?” Cam looks back and forth between them.
Connor thought he’d relish giving him the news, but now it just feels empty. “Sorry to disappoint you, Pork-n-beans . . . but Risa’s not here.”
The despair in the Rewind’s eyes is as soulful as any legitimate human being. Connor wonders if maybe the Blue Fairy paid him a visit after all.
“But . . . but . . . the news said she was traveling with you!”
“Yeah, the news also said I attacked a harvest camp in Nevada. You of all people should know not to trust the media.”
“So, where is she?”
“I don’t know,” Connor tells him, then adds, “But if I did, I wouldn’t tell you.”
The Rewind stands in frustration. “You’re lying!” Connor rises just as the Rewind lunges toward him. Connor levels the gun at his chest, and he stops in midlunge.
“Just give me a reason, Pork-n-beans!”
“Stop calling me that!”
“He’s telling the truth,” says Una. “It’s just him, Lev, and some low-cortical girl. Risa Ward wasn’t with them when they showed up.”
It’s more information than Connor wants him to know, but now he seems to accept the truth. He drops to the ground, putting his head in his hands.
“Sisyphus,” he mumbles. Connor doesn’t even try to figure that one out.
