Chapter 12
Back at the UEA headquarters, Shortcut checked X’s circuits.
“You’re okay,” he said. “I know you said that the metal arm touched you, but there haven’t been any changes to your systems. Your logs are clean.”
“You’re sure?” X asked.
“I’m positive,” Shortcut said. “Brockway’s and the mystery android’s black box had distinctive signs of forced entry. You don’t have that, X. As much as your algorithm chip is freaking out, you’re fine.”
Fahrens sighed with relief. “Thank God. I don’t see any reason to quarantine you, then.”
X stood up and buttoned his suit. “Good to know I’m still normal.”
“Yeah,” Shortcut said. “The last thing we need is for you to go rogue. You’re a walking singularity by yourself.”
They poured over the data they had accumulated at the shopping mall and the
