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Langdon hesitated and then nodded.
The bald man nodded. “Slipped on the ice. A week ago. Still hurts like hell.”
Langdon nodded, accustomed to the comments.
Their heads nodded in unison.
Langdon nodded and lowered his voice to a conspiratorial whisper.
“You sure you’re ready?”
Anderson nodded and swallowed hard.
“This thing has a name?”
“So fast?” Katherine looked encouraged.
Katherine nodded enthusiastically. “Like a flock of birds or a school of fish moving as one.”
“A very small mass, but mass nonetheless.”