But," turning to Lucy he continued maliciously, "itwould have taken much longer if I had not made your world - Lucy Maya," hespit his old name out wit... a vengeance, "and the world of those aroundyou, un-liveable." He reserved his coldest glance for Alex to erase anydoubts over the fate of his son."Now let's get on with this, shall we?" Wait, wait, wait," Lucy interjected. She needed clarification before shejust placed a gun in her mouth, "we have some of the puzzle, but not all.Before I do. And now I was expected to be some kind of breeder, first with Burt, then with his son and eventually with my own. For what? To make things right because society didn't act the way some computer or whatever Dreamer was wanted it to act? Damn him and all his plans.I wasn't meant to be some guy's harem girl, to be passed around from bed to bed. Those who didn't make the cut had it easy. One minute they were here, the next they were gone. I envied them.I could make do with the people who killed my. Betty was obliged to wear clothes whenever she left home to shop at Cost Cutters, but she was under no moral imperative to be nude. It was more an eco-awareness thing. The clothes industry was just as bad as every other exploitative multinational industry. It despoiled the environment and oppressed the poor simply to supply consumers in wealthy countries with clothes that were both cheap and cheerful.In truth, it wasn't that clothes were especially cheap these days. Neither, for that matter,. How about you guys?” he asked, glancing at each one of them in turn. “What are your stories?”“That’s classified,” the African replied, swirling the ice cubes in his glass.“Somehow, I doubt that you were all injured after joining SWAR,” Moralez said as he narrowed his eyes at the man. “Murphy was a quad, you’re all quads. Seems to me like they only recruit quadruple amputees, am I right? Maybe that’s why I wasn’t invited to the party, I’m one card short of a deck.”They didn’t reply, and Moralez.