Meara smiled. “Why look at this lovely gift. And better yet, I didn’t even have to steal it. Thanks are certainly coming to ya for yer generosity, Nero. Do ya have a secure connection to the outside in this place? I certainly would appreciate a little browsing time.”
Nero nodded wearily at her sarcastic gratitude. The female cyborgs had worn him completely out today, just with her endless talking. He was going to need a booster to get through the rest of his research notes this evening.
Knowing one of them could walk out of her cage any time she wanted, Nero gathered up all their weapons into his arms, hoping none went off accidentally. Resigned to finding a proper hiding place for them until they could be returned or confiscated by Peyton, he walked down the hall with a woman’s laughter
