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Liala lay on her storound was frozen and caked with a thin layer of snow Like the other th coat and was equipped with night-seeing binoculars

Bryn crouched beside her He had his tablet open and was transes The computers that monitored transmissions would record that they were about the price of fish in the Elm Grove markets and take no further notice of the,' he said in a low voice

'When can we expect so now' Bryn pointed down the hill 'The guard is going to be changed at the chemical factory A security pod will leave the patrol post with the new guard It will travel along the periate If our friends in the palace have successfully corrupted the command system, the pod and its occupants won't survive the journey'

'And if they haven't?' a man asked

'Then we'll have to wait for them to make the necessary adjustet all the paraht first time '

'That's not what your Uncle Allain said,' a strident voice cut in 'He said he would call for an immediate vote on the leadership if the operation failed Now you are saying we'll have to wait '

Liala recognised the northern fairy's distinctive tones The big wo over Allain like a hawk over its prey She bent down and thundered in his ear

'They had better get it right for your sake, Allain Entwhistle'

He ignored her Liala guessed he would There was no point in arguing Allain was the strong silent type and not given to unnecessary words She adjusted the light levels on her binoculars and peered towards the patrol post

The binoculars were of the old-fashioned sort That was how crazy things were People had to watch television on sets built to the sao The night vision binoculars were the saes in colour Those sold in the shops reen

Liala focussed on the security pod It had armour that could resist shells and didn't have wheels Security pods hovered over the ground and could skihway Ordinary people were restricted to wheeled vehicles and didn't stand a chance when the patrols were after them