“No, no, definitely not. But... I have to speak of it openly, it can’t be done with small words and hints.”
He put down the microscope and looked at me closely.
“Go ahead, you can speak.” he encouraged me. I looked him straight in the eye.
“You recently bought an android prototype from Romain Corporation,” I said, “for demolition.”
I expected my interlocutor to start denying it, but he had no such intention.
“Sure did,” he admitted, “how do you know that? Are you from the corporation?”
I shook my head.
“I’m a private person. I’m here because of this android. Tell me, have you already... dismantled it?”
“Why are you interested in it?”
“I have my reasons, Mr. Thorvald. I need it. If you’ve already dismantled it, then of course it can’t be helped, but if not... please mark the price.
