He shook his head, bewildered.
"Poor Ash," she said.
Her copper hair was a reddish flame, burnished and alive in the flicker of the sign that flashed on and off above the Zag House facade.
DREAMS TO ORDER Live the life you missed. Dream up a tough one for us.
An android doorman spoke to them softly. "You wished a car, sir?"
Even as he spoke, the car was there, sliding smoothly and silently up the driveway like a black beetle winging from the night. The doorman reached out a hand and swung wide the door.
"Quick is the word," he said.
There was something in the soft, slurred tone that made Sutton move. He stepped inside the car and pulled Eva after him. The android slammed the door.
Sutton tramped on the accelerator and the car screamed down the curving driveway, slid onto the highway, roared with leashed impatience as it took the long road curving toward the hills.
"Where?" asked Sutton.