Dominic Crane
She’s gone. Just disappeared off the map.
“Sir, we have checked droid schematics in preparation for the upcoming purge and all the numbers are looking perfect our droids are showing no malfunctions.”
“f**k Tom! I don’t give a s**t if the AI is planning an all-out war! The only thing I care about and have cared about for the past five months is where my wife is; can you answer that for me?”
“Unfortunately I do not know, Mr. Crane.”
“Can you track Jane?”
“I have tried every day since you reported Mrs. Crane missing, Sir.”
“Very well. Thank you for your focus on the project.”
“Of course. I wish you the best of luck, Mr. Crane.” Tom leaves the room. Shutting the door behind him as I continue to stare out at the city. My eyes were sore from the morning bright mornin
