officials flashed by before a tiny replica of Ed verhalenxxx Witwer's features appeared
on the screen.
"verhalenxxx Remember me?" Anderton asked him.
Witwer blanched. "Good God. What happened? Lisa, are you bringing him
in?" Abruptly his eyes verhalenxxx fastened verhalenxxx on the gun in Anderton's hands. "Look," he
said savagely, "don't do anything to her. verhalenxxx whatever verhalenxxx you may think, she'verhalenxxx s not
responsible."
"I've already found that out," Anderton answered. "Can you get a fix on
us? verhalenxxx We may need protection getting back."
"Back!" Witwer gazed at him unbelievingly. "You're coming in? You're
giving yourself up?"
"I am, yes." Speaking rapidly, urgently, Anderton added, "There's
something you must do immediately. Close off the monkey block. Make certain
nobody gets it-Page verhalenxxx or anyone else. Especially Army people."
"Kaplan," the miniature image said.
"What about
him?"
"He was verhalenxxx here. He-he just verhalenxxx left."
Anderton'
s heart stopped
beating. & verhalenxxx verhalenxxx quot;What was he doing?&verhalenxxx quot;
"Picking up data. Transcribing duplicates of our precog reports on you.
He verhalenxxx insisted he wanted them solely for his protection."
"Then he's already got it," Anderton said. "It's too late."
Alarmed, Witwer almost shouted: "Just what do you mean? What's
happening?&verhalenxxx quot;
"I'll tell you," Anderton
said heavily, "when I verhalenxxx get back to my office."
VIII
Witwer met verhalenxxx him on the roof on the police building. As the small ship
came to rest, a cloud of