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He stepped out on thirty second flood executive level, Quantum Air. The logo, the silver whoosh of it streaked over the wall behind the curve of the reception counter. Already the links and comps beeped and hummed. The waiting area, empty at this hour, sat quiet and plush. Another wall. all tinted glass, opened the room to New York, it`s sky and skyline. Blue today that sky, so blue, he thought as he stared a moment. How could it be so blue? He turned from it, and without his usual word for the trio at reception, walked to the double glass doors. They opened, splitting the whoosh of logo in two. He understood what it meant to be split in two. Cecily. Melody thou shalt not kill...