Nasira sat alone in one of the Akhana’s holding cells, cross-legged on the floor, head down. Sophia watched her carefully. She looked like she was meditating.
‘Nasira,’ she said. ‘Terminate parapsyche designation Lycaon.’
‘Terminated,’ Nasira said.
‘Shut down neopsyche designation Alcyone,’ Sophia said.
‘Parameter missing.’ Nasira looked up through the bars, at Sophia’s legs. ‘Command unsuccessful.’
‘Shut down neopsyche designation Alcyone; soft reset.’
For a moment, Nasira remained sitting, then pulled back. She scrambled to her feet. ‘What are you motherfuckers doing to me?’
‘Welcome back,’ Sophia said. ‘I’ve erased your programming backups and your assassination program. For our safety. You’re now living through your real personality. And with no backups to restore from, it’ll st
