“What’s the matter?” Emma asked. Samara gave Emma a rueful smile and shook her head. “Nothing,” she replied. “Do you want to check out the hologram deck?” Emma asked. “Hologram deck? You mean, like when you wear one of those virtual reality masks and feel like you are really there?” she asked with a raised eyebrow. Emma laughed and threaded her arm through Samara’s. “Something like that, only much better,” Emma enticed. “I’ll wait outside,” Crom groused, walking past them. Samara looked at Emma with a curious expression. “What’s wrong with him? He’s been glued to us like a fly stuck to flypaper and now he doesn’t want to go,” she murmured. Emma glanced under her lashes at Crom and leaned close. “He did a random program once and ended up in the middle of the desert. He swears it took

