"I should note that in attempting to access the records regarding the colony I found an unsecured order for the Ishtar AI to report any communications...back to the DECO AI. It is likely that this order was created by whoever founded the colony."I sighed. "In other words, if we do call Ishtar, the officer who issued the command will know he's being investigated. This is a disaster."Heidi nodded and turned to me. "Norman, this is big. To do this someone had to have direct access to the AI computer. . you know what I mean?" Yes, I catch your drift Rachel. So, what about it?" Nothing... I didn't know if you ever... you know, ever seen two girls together like..." I don't live in a cave Rachel. I do know a thing or two." Did you ever wonder how... how they do it?" she whispered across table."I'm not sure we should be talking about this Rachel. But out of curiosity, what do you think they do?"Rachel giggled. I paid for our coffee and we walked, packages in hand, to the car.We arrived back at. “Nope,” replied the colonel, coming over and handing him the keys. “Yours is.”Having just moved into his new office, a pompous, new colonel was sitting at his desk when an airman knocked on the door. Conscious of his new position, the colonel quickly picked up the phone, told the airman to enter, then said into the phone, “Yes, General, I’ll be seeing him this afternoon and I’ll pass along your message. In the meantime, thank you for your good wishes, sir.” Feeling as though he had sufficiently. It was purely functional, offering her nothing to grab onto.It took a few seconds for her to realise where she was. She was in a prison. A real prison."Hey!" she said, much weaker than she'd intended to. Her throat was dry. She let out a cough and tried to sit upright. She was barefoot, wearing only a dull coloured jumpsuit, featureless save for a number embroided into it, covering her right breast, and a miniature zip at the front that led from her neck all the way down to her crotch.No, she.