“I thought I could maybe sponsor an individual patient,” he said. “You know, make a real difference to one person.”
She was immediately suspicious, eyes narrowed. “What we do with the money is our business.”
While she talked he sent out probes to her plug-ins. She had the usual array of brain add-ons. He'd once known some of her private keys. He hoped she'd forgotten to change those, too.
“I'm not asking to meet any patients, or even see them. I thought I could choose a particular individual to help. If you had a list, I mean.”
It was an old technique, surprisingly effective. The suggestion of a list prompted one of her plug-ins to react automatically, pulling relevant names out of a database. Real names and their associated clone-twin names. As he'd hoped. She suppressed the data imme
