Chapter 49. Wait a Moment
"Lionel Scipio," I muttered, moving back over to the sofa and sitting down.
Quess's eyes went wide. "You mean, the Founder, Lionel Scipio?" I nodded, and it was as if my words had physically struck him across the face, because he looked around the office, dumbfounded.
All of this was beginning to feel a little insane. A room that was three hundred years old with an Al that was the first version of the one that ruled our lives? One that someone had attempted to "murder," and yet was still somehow even better than the supposedly superior version?
"Wait, so… is this his office?" Quess looked around and frowned. "I thought his office was upstairs in the Core."
"The Core wasn't finished by the time the remnants of humanity came to reside here. The shell, yes, as
