He looked like he was losing his nerve.It didn't matter. If everything was ready, he was in much too deep to pull back. Still, I gave him a small reas...urance, "I'm sure." I wasn't, entirely. If she put up too much of a fuss too soon in the process, it might still be ruined. But, that's not really the question he's asking."Can I ask you a personal question?" he asked.Looking at Leon, I felt a momentary contempt for him. I'd chosen him because he was the edgiest guy I knew. The idea had stripped. Good luck, and enjoy the new you. **** Body Characteristics **** (check ONE box on each line)Race: (_) Asian (_) Black (_) Hispanic (_) Indian/Eskimo (_) WhiteAge: (_) 15-19 (_) 20-24 (_) 25-29 (_) 30-34 Adult* (_) 4 foot (_) 5 foot (_) 6 footHeight: (_) 1 (_) 2 (_) 3 (_) 4 (_) 5 (_) 6 (_) 7 (_) 8 (_) 9 (_) 10 (_) 11General (_) Slender (_) Average (_) MuscularBuild: (_) 85-95% Normal Weight (_) 95-105% (_) 105-115%Hair: (_) Black (_) Blonde (_) Brunette. "No it shouldn't. From what I read in the manual and in the code the dolls programing is interchangeable the interface is what they adapt to each one." I said."Then what about Kent's club. We know he has a doll my friend Tracy." Said Beth slowly.I blinked and ran through it in my head, it would work if I was able to get the data between the tablet and the doll when he did something to modify her programming. A custom remote access Trojan set to activate when that happened would be practically. She was too proud to kowtow to a man in a mask. Before my shocked eyes, the thug put a bullet in her skull. Then he shot me three times in the heart. When I came to, I was at Mass General Hospital. I was surrounded by doctors and nurses. They told me I was lucky to be alive. When I asked about my wife, they fell silent. Angrily, I demanded answers. Nobody said anything. That’s when I knew. I wasn’t having a nightmare, as I had desperately hoped. My wife was dead. That was my reality. When my.