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458 pages, Hardcover
First published November 19, 2020
"You earned it," says Angel. "Go buy yourselves another Kombi or something." She whistles at the cart, and it starts trundling back to the roll up door with the Crate aboard. Then she stops. "That's right," she says suddenly. "Sam told me you met because your Rocker was looking for something?"
"Samantha gave me this data chip," says Lilayah.
Angel nods. She pulls out a second chip—this one is a match for the one in Lilayah's hand—and flips it to the startled Rocker. "Here," she says. "This is a full recording of the song you wanted. Made from the original studio session."
Lilayah, protesting, says, "But how did you...?"
And as Angel reaches the door she looks back and chuckles. Then says with a lilt in her voice: "Sammy isn't the only Johnny Silverhand fangirl out there, you know." And then she and the Crate are gone into the bowels of the huge brown building of PF-4.
Carefully, Angel rolls the heavy bomb casing over. She punches a code into the small keypad now
exposed. There's a hissing of compressed air, of utter cold that blows back her hair, as the casing splits to reveal the blue-white ice of the hidden cryo-chamber.
She looks tenderly down at the dark, frozen face behind its masking curtain of ice.
"Hello, my love." she says.
-"Black Dog" adventure