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11.4 - The Chip

I AM GLAD YOU ARE AWAKE, LITTLE KATHY.

'Uni?'

DO NOT BE CONCERNED, I AM COMMUNICATING WITH YOU DIRECTLY.

'But how?'

THE PROFESSOR HAS IMPLANTED A NEUROLOGICAL MICRO MODULE INTO YOUR CEREBELLUM. NATURALLY IT WORKS THROUGH ME.





11.3 - The Library

It seemed that Dudgeon had given her everything. While she was not even close to understanding why, and still feeling a little like a prisoner in her own home, Natalie did her best to accept the situation. After all, she was Dudgeon's right hand woman, and she deserved to know - no, she had a right to know - what she had not known in the careful years she had devoted to her career.

And she could not believe what she was reading.  ...read more »





11.2 - The General

'Ish a pity about Hagen.'

'Yes. A pity.'

'What do you wish me to do with her?'

'Let me think about it. Our problem of course, is that she's the only one who knows how the blasted things work. I would not trust the others. They would make unforgiveable mistakes.'

'Of courshe. I will keep her here then?'

'For now. I will have a look at her files, see what she has been working on. I'm sure I can work it out. Tell Cunningham I will be late to the House today.'

'Yesh Ma'am.'

'And I think it is time you went on a little errand of your own. I want Stagnetto. I want what he has taken. I will have what is mine.'

'And the agent?'

'Yes, him too.'

Darkness. Footsteps fading.

Kath counted 300 decimal points of pi, then risked opening her eyes a crack.





11.1 - The Basements

++ timestamp: 1273677236 [10:13:56 - 12/05/2010]
++ set encryption, complexity 2^39
++ encryption level set!

 
I will rise above it all and ignore the rudeness of the bizarre and slightly alarming darkly-attired gentleman for the moment, although this part man / part-machine identity intrigues me greatly.

 
I must also set aside the horror of what little Kathy has just been through, in the short hours following his mysteriously speedy departure.

 
For they can only be considered irritating appendices to a much greater and altogether more alarming concern...





Chapter 11

Conspiracy. Unwanted Surgery. A forgotten tryst.