A Fire in Their Eyes #161

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"What project?" Crow asked. "I'm not doing that shit to Green Eyes that Stillwell tried, so you can just go back to Washington if that's the case."

 

"Not Green Eyes." Karros said, he glanced at Rebecca and at the cordon of guards. "We can't talk here."

 

Rebecca nodded. "That's wise. This rooftop is bugged."

 

"Who is she?" Karros asked Crow without looking at her. It was a question within a question. Can I ignore her, and if so make her leave. He was asking.

 

Crow straightened. "This is Ms. Calvin. She is my professional assistant."

 

"Secretary?" Karros said with derision, raising an eyebrow. Why are you wasting my time with a secretary? He was asking.

 

"Er, no." Crow fumbled. "Bad word choice, she has a doctorate in artificial intelligence and year of experience in the field. She is my protégé in that sense."

 

Karros seemed satisfied with that and motioned them to follow. "We need you in orbit, post haste." He began walking to the doors and Crow and Rebecca followed more by default than desire as the troops closed around them and moved as well, leaving them inside like a flying wedge. "Either of you ever been up in orbit?"

 

Both shook their heads and Karros shrugged. "Yes well, you're famous and all that Dr. Daedalus, I thought perhaps you had caught one of the tourist junks up to orbit at some point. Publicity, that sort of thing."

 

Crow shook his head again. "No, never had the luck. But what's this about?"

 

Karros let slip a fierce smile over his shoulder. "The kind of thing that would have given Stillwell an aneurysm if he hadn't taken a bullet instead. Something we found on the other side of the moon."

 

Crow waited for more details, but none were forthcoming, so he tried to see if he had any bargaining chips to his name. "And what do you need me for?"

 

The door opened and they began to descend the stairs in a hurry, two soldiers deploying in front of them to scout in an ingrained gesture of paranoia. "We'll get the elevator on the next floor, have the trucks pull up front." Karros ordered one of the uniforms to his side in a low voice. The man moved off a short distance and whispered the orders into the small mike embedded in his lip. Karros looked back at Crow. "Legal troubles aside, you are the authority on artificial intelligence. That is what we need now."

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