A fraction of a second later, a minute crimson indicator materialized at the upper margin of Sophia's avatar.
Avery cleared the security lock on her interface instantly.
Sophia: I just recalled the details. The storefront immediately adjacent to the "Semi-room" bookstore used to function as an artisanal confectionery. Their signature item was a high-density dark chocolate formulation. We initiated a visit there the exact afternoon we failed our third-year systemic physiology examination. The bitterness left our tongues entirely numb. You noted at the time that such a high alkaloid concentration could directly stimulate the sympathetic nervous system.
Avery stared fixedly at the structured lines of text, her thumb dragging slowly along the glass perimeter of her device.
She was an authe
