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- Artemis smiled, safe behind his mirrored lenses. “I doubt it,” he said,
- and nodded curtly.
- Holly felt the dart puncture the suit’s toughened material, depositing
- its load of curare and succinylcholine chloride-based tranquilizer into her
- shoulder. The world instantly dissolved into a series of technicolored
- bubbles and, try as she might, Holly couldn’t seem to hold on to more than
- one thought. And that thought was: How did they know? It spiraled around
- her head as she sank into unconsciousness. How did they know? How did
- they know? How did they . . .
- Artemis saw the pain in the creature’s eyes as the hollow hypodermic
- plunged into her body. And for a moment he experienced misgivings. A
- female. He hadn’t expected that. A female, like Juliet, or Mother. Then the
- moment passed and he was himself again.
- “Good shooting,” he said, bending to study their prisoner. Definitely
- a girl. Pretty too. In a pointy sort of way.
- - Artemis Fowl, Chapter 4
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