The computer awakened from hibernation after Kayla moved the mouse. The screen lit up to the MCLT robotics program minimized on the task panel. Kayla maximized the program window, revealing a subroutine section labeled “KFE” within Tassie's core programming code. In another window was an email sent by one of Kayla's high school instructors. Kayla sat there, scanning through the email. She nodded slightly at some points her instructor explained.
“From Bentongl@MCLT.edu,” The email started in the body, “Still making robots in your post high school years, I see! What you’ve explained to me is something along the lines of Evanstonian tech. That's some deep stuff! Companies have tried to duplicate their work but never could. That's why government robotic bodyguards today don't have impenetrabl
