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... did I not tell you to wait!?” David asked Bill Grove, his elbows fraying his expensive suit where he ground them into his mahogany desk.
“One of the androids who wandered off got away from the cleanup crews. A little girl. She made it all the way back to the holding unit. They’re responding violently and arming themselves.”
“On the word of a goddamn tween?” David demanded, glaring at the photo on his desktop, the one they’d taken for her I.D. She looked like eighty pounds, soaki ...
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