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I walked on. I expected him to grab my arm or something, but he just kept pace beside me.
“You know why I’m here, right?”
“No idea,” I said. “Is it something Canadian? Do you need to apologize for shit that isn’t your fault? Or hold a door open for someone twenty meters away?”
“I assume you heard about the Sanchez harvesters?”
“You mean that top news story on every local website? Yeah, I heard about it.”
He clasped his hands behind his back. “Did you do it?”
I put on my best shocked expression. “Why would I do something like that?”
“That was going to be my follow-up question,” he said.
“Has someone accused me?”
He shook his head. “No, but I pay attention to what’s going on in my city. You have an EVA suit and you’re a criminal. Seemed like a good place to start my investigation.”
“I was in my coffin all night,” I said. “Check my Gizmo activity if you don’t believe me. I hereby give you pe
rmission to check that out—just to save you the trouble of getting Administrator Ngugi to authorize it.”
“I’ll take you up on that,” he said. “I’ve also had a request from Bob Lewis of the EVA Guild. He wants last night’s location info for everyone who owns an EVA suit. Do you give permission for me to give him your data?”
“Yes. Go ahead. That should put things to rest.”
“Maybe for Bob,” he said. “But I’m something of a suspicious soul. Just because your Gizmo was in your coffin all night, that doesn’t mean you were. Have you got any witnesses?”
“No. Contrary to popular belief, I usually sleep alone.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Sanchez Aluminum is angry. The EVA Guild is upset too.”
“Not my problem.” I rounded a corner without warning to throw him off, but he kept up. He must have known I was going to do that.
Dick.
“Tell you what”—he pulled out his Gizmo—“I’ll pay you one hundred slugs to tell me the truth.”
“Whu…huh?” I stopped walking.
He typed on his Gizmo. “One hundred slugs. Direct transfer from my personal account to yours.”
My Gizmo beeped. I pulled it out of my pocket:
ACCOUNT TRANSFER FROM RUDY DUBOIS: 100g. ACCEPT?
“What the hell are you doing?” I demanded.
“Paying for the truth. Let’s have it.”
I declined the transaction. “This is weird, Rudy. I already told you the truth.”
“Don’t you want a hundred slugs? If you’re already telling me the truth, just take the money and tell me again.”
“Go away, Rudy.”
He gave me a knowing look. “Yeah. I thought so.”
