Kyra’s gaze slid from Brad’s to Peyton who still hadn’t moved.
“Now tell me the truth, was the man really worth the eight mil you spent to sleep with him? Come on—don’t you think that’s a bit much to spend on a ho? Gloria here... now she was free. I just picked her up at a campus coffee shop and smuggled her right into a waiting chair at Norton. Voila... custom hot lady friend in twelve easy steps. I even made my own creator file for her. Aren’t you proud of me? No one has done that except you and Jackson. He and I had a cozy chat about what was in it one day. He talked better on the drugs than Nero did.”
Kyra stared at the woman next to Brad now, stared in horror at what the younger scientist had done. What if there were other scientists in the world like Brad who were cloning the creat
