“Wait. Wait just a second. What was that amendment code section?”
“One-zero-five-three-eight.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
“What?”
“That’s the passcode to my PortComm and the key code to start the hover car that J0 drives.”
Bruce was silent, and I could practically see his mind working.
“We really need to get back to Roboko,” he finally said.
All of a sudden I could feel a sharp pain at my elbows that spread to the middle of my chest. I yelped, then tried to stifle a scream.
“Are you okay?” Bruce asked, turning toward me on the bench.
“I feel like my arms are being pulled out of their sockets.”
As fast as the sensation came, it evaporated and disappeared without any residual pain. I looked at my arms and chest, and gasped.
“What is it?” Bruce asked. He quickly stood.
“Someho
