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“Be careful,” he said, after asking her if she had the tranquiliser gun and her confirming that she did. “He is very fragile, and we might lose all of the information he has about the station or Allion.” “I’ll try, although they’re pretty angry and impatient down here. It seems that he’s made a mess of the department.” “I’ll be down as soon as I can. Take care.” The warden took charge of the control panel again and surveyed the live imagery from the security cameras, rendered in infrared, because the light levels in the corridor were too low. He muttered to himself. “Come on, come on, where is he—ah. Look here.” Melati looked, with Karmee leaning over her shoulder. The screen displayed a red dot near the far side of the corridor, tracking the prisoner’s ID chip. “He’s at the offices.”