<P>Dom nodded slowly. He blinked the spots from his eyes and headed towards the stairway leading back up to Tong's level.
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<P>Jaime and Alex had disappeared to other places in the compound. Their tracking bugs had earlier been deactivated and destroyed.
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<P>Jess was nowhere to be seen.
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<P>"So," Tong began, still facing the operating room window as Dominic approached. "You can't die."
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<P>"Yeah," Dominic quietly acknowledged. His mouth was rather dry.
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<P>Tong turned around and looked at him.
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<P>"Forgive me if that's a little hard to believe," Tracer said. He swallowed. "Though it's hard to doubt, with as many witnesses as in your case. But people sometimes hesitate to believe things that have happened immediately before their eyes."
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<P>Another pause.
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<P>Tong shifted. "I don't suppose there's an easy way to prove it."
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<P>"There is," Dominic said. "I could crack my neck in front of you. You could shoot me through the face if you wanted. Or maybe I could just mash my head against this terminal until it became no more than pulp. My head, that is. Any way you do it, I still feel pain. Pain has become..." He trailed off.
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<P>Tong didn't know what to say. Dominic looked around, and drew a heavy breath.
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<P>"Is there anything else you need from me?"
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<P>Tong shook his head.