“But you didn’t?”
“Why did she do it? You have any idea?”
did
“Did you know Reginald Greene?”
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“Did you ever meet him?”
“Was it at a party?”
“Did you stop and talk?”
“How did you know it was Greene?”
“Did she say anything else about him?”
“And . . . ?”
“Okay. Did you hear anything from her after she got the Octavia assignment?”
“How regular was that?”
“Did you keep the messages?”
“What did she write about?”
“Okay.” Hypercomm vids were expensive.
“But eventually they did.”
“I understand.”
A long silence followed. Karen said.
I was looking at the monogram on her shirt. “What’s your connection with the police?”
“You said you were a nurse.”
“What kind of media work did you do?”
Her aspect softened. She was glad to change the subject.
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Jacob informed me there was an incoming call from Skydeck for Gabe. He wasn’t in the building so I took it. “He’s not available at the moment. I’ll have him get back to you.”
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“All right,” I said. “Thank you.”
I asked Jacob to relay the message and went back to work. Gabe blinked on a few minutes later. He was at the Emporium, shopping for a birthday present for Alex. he said.
We reconnected with the caller. she said,
said Gabe.
I told Jacob to comply, and Gabe and I were suddenly looking at a young woman seated behind a desk. Gabe was on a bench outside the store. She smiled and said hello while we held up our IDs for her. She needed a moment to get the magnification correct. she said.
Then the visuals were gone. A deep male voice said hello to us and informed us he was the AI.
Gabe leaned forward. Venture
Venture
Gabe growled. I couldn’t still see him, of course, but his frustration was adamant. Mary Kaye
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