“I can go there…”
She stopped him.
“No. You are not to leave this location. The only place any of you can go, and this comes directly from the boss lady, is the bathroom and the office, but as a group.”
Gene tried to be funny.
“Oh, goodie. Golden showers for everyone.”
MATE glanced over.
“What you do in the privacy of your bathroom is your kink, not mine, but I do watch to learn just so you know…”
He laughed.
It was half-hearted, but it was still better than crying.
Right?
“Anyway, Doctor, the killer murdered a nun, and two hookers. In a jar, he put the nun’s uterus, and a rosary that had Christ snapped off. You all now have the records in your encrypted emails. Feel free to dig in. Then again, that’s what he did. He dug into her body and jarred her up.”
Gene shook his head.
“NOPE. Too soon, MATE. Back off of that, okay?” he asked.
The AI just blinked as if she was trying to understand why it was too soon.
As she did, Ethan was profiling in his head.
“He’s telling her something.”
Oh, MATE knew her mother was well aware. She’d cleared this, but the men wereNOTto engage the nutbag. She was handling that.
Help—yes.
Involvement—no.
“Their eyes were all taken, and she fully expects them to be in the next set of victims, since we took all of his other eyes. It seems the collector is getting spicy.”
Ethan wasn’t shocked.
“Where does she think the next set of remains will be?” Blackhawk asked.
The system made a weird sound, like it had hit an electronic wall and couldn’t get past it. Then, it did it again, with the same outcome.
Did their AI just deny them access?
Really?
“MATE,” Ethan said. “Are you shitting me right now?” he asked.
She shook her head.
“I’m sorry, but the boss laid down the limitations, and before anyone tries to make my father help, she’s already threatened to kill switch me. I don’t want to die again. Please let her handle this."
Chris wasn't shocked.
Not only had she warned them, but she promised it would happen.
