CHAPTER 92978 Olinda
Ever since Orlando Pike's nanowire implants had triggered my memory to replay my life, I was having to think about the choices I'd made. Like joining the Australia crew. It was strange, but if I hadn't done that, I probably wouldn't even be alive anymore.
Back then I was human. No enhanced motor reflexes, vision and hearing normal, no scent-sight, no improved healing or anti-aging. And, of course, I still had two human hands.
It was a hellish time, but without it, I wouldn't have ended up here.
Here being the rooftop of the Walsh and Marsden Detectives agency. The flitter cab dropped us off and then rose up and flew away to pick up the next client. I lifted my Torlian coffee, courtesy of a quick stop on the way, and sipped the thick, scalding liquid. Considered an
