, casting seizure-inducing strobes over the crowd. The sm

water. She didn't bump into anyone. She antic

he railing. "He moves like a ghos

ate said. "Look

ut the gait? The conservation o

high with rusted metal, old electronics, and books. The vendor was a ma

at a tourist who was tryi

netic resonance was back. It was faint, buried under layers of oxida

ed out a coin. It was caked in green and brow

the vendor growle

as pitched lower, rougher, utilizing

vendor spat.

e pulled out the wad of crumpled

d out t

a voice boomed

oin. An elderly man in a pristine white suit s

andson, Miles, lookin

red," Ster

snatched the coin from Dejah's han

he looked at the ven

first,"

Dejah. "Beat it, street rat. Do you know who this

Pope," Dejah said calmly.

grinned. "Oh, this is getti

h interest. "Why do you want

a Roman Aureus. Minted in 44 BC. Specifically, the 'EID MAR' coin celebrating the assassination of Julius Ca

d was absolute. The vend

" Miles scoffe

," Dejah said. "S

d at the vendo

he edge of the coin. A gleam of pure,

gasped.

ld. Then greed washed over

, pulling the coin back to his