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“What’s the matter?” Lamb said, and sneezed again. “I told you, it’s only a cold.”
“Better call the Prevention Corps,” one of them muttered.
The uniformed officers entered half an hour later. They wore visored hoods over their heads, and approached him warily. They pinned his arms, and gave him a swift, painless injection that ended his life, and the threat of infection, in five minutes.