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NOT A PROMPT: "Target Three, Samantha Groves, is dead," Sameen Shaw says into her com, eyes in the direction of the bed. Nothing moves. No one moves.
"Can you confirm?" Greer asks, but Shaw knows from the tone of his voice that he is not asking her. Seconds that stretch like years crawl by. "Very well then," he says, before directing his conversation back to her. "Well done, my dear Sameen."
"You had to confirm it with your super computer?" Shaw asks menacingly, fingernails digging into the grip of her handgun. "I thought you trusted me by now."
"It's not that I don't trust you," he replies, "but I don't trust Miss Groves. She is very illusive in that way."
"Yeah, well, if you're done confirming my kill, I have more bodies to drop." She taps her foot impatiently, waiting.
"Fair enough," Greer tells her at last. "Be sure to keep in touch."
"What could ever keep me from getting in some small talk with you, Greer?" She trills sarcastically, before angrily swiping at her ear. Then, picking the ear wig out, she drops it to the floor, crushing it under her heel. It makes the faintest of metallic crunches, a small whine, then becomes nothing more than mechanical powder.
Series
- Part 2 of The Sleeper in the Subway