Читать книгу War/Peace - Matthew Vandenberg - Страница 31

'There she is,' Shaun says. 'She's coming. I see her.'

'She's passed through security?' Jackson asks. I can hear every word through my earphones. Every word, every sound from inside the house. I can hear whatever Big Bro wants me to. Their voices echo in my mind like rain on a metal sheet; so clear, and so sharp; as though I'm watching them on a high definition screen, and then I see Jackson and Shaun through the widescreen window.

'She strolling up to our front door so I'm pretty sure she's through. Gotta admit it's great to see her again.'

'Yeah. Yeah, that's her. Shelly!' - Jackson yells. He holds up a palm.