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eBook Category: Science Fiction
eBook Description: His speech changed the course of history, but nobody remembers exactly what he said. One woman will go to any lengths to reach back and retrieve those words.

eBook Publisher: Fictionwise.com, Published: Electric Velocipede #1, 2001
Fictionwise Release Date: September 2003

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Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: Adobe Acrobat (PDF) [65 KB], eReader (PDB) [28 KB], Palm Doc (PDB) [14 KB], Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [14 KB], Microsoft Reader (LIT) [67 KB] - PocketPC 1.0+ Compatible, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [86 KB], hiebook (KML) [62 KB], Sony Reader (LRF) [45 KB], iSilo (PDB) [12 KB], Mobipocket (PRC) [15 KB], Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [43 KB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [24 KB]
Words: 3988
Reading time: 11-15 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
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All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED

A dark figure winked into existence in the tiny backyard. He stumbled, crushing a violet underfoot at the edge of a flower garden. A moment of apprehension faded away. There were far worse ways he could get into trouble here and now than damaging a plant.

He spied a shed, and moved behind it. He placed a small box on the ground by the back wall, covering it with loose brush, then walked toward the street, bearing himself erect and unafraid.

The homeowners would have no security cameras or motion sensors: such things had been illegal in Britain for a few years. If a person actually saw him, the best thing he could do would be to look like he had every right to be there. They might take him for Greater Union, or local Enforcement--or at any rate be too afraid to take the risk that they were crossing either.

He reached the street without incident, and turned east. The residential road and sidewalk were almost empty. Curfew didn't begin until sundown, hours away, but people were still chary. They knew what the emergency declaration meant, and most of them wanted nothing but to stay out of the way.

That would change. Sadhu Banji was going to witness it changing.

He walked briskly, casually. Spotting a pair of older women across the road, he briefly tried to copy their gait. Terrans could spot a born Martian by how he walked, even after years of living on Earth. Months of intensive training had supposedly taught him to pass for Terran, at least among people of the Resistance Era.