Chapter 5

The guest room was pretty cramped, a third the size of the master bedroom, and the lighting sucked.

Crimson finished unpacking and stood quietly to the side.

I gazed out the window, "Crimson, can you collect data?"

"Yes," he replied, his voice gentle and steady. "Mr. Sawyer has already authorized me to activate data collection mode.

"As long as Eve is moving around within 150 feet of me, I can track her actions, voice, and programmed behavior in real time. Do you want me to start now?"

I nodded.

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The night was deep and silent.

Michael lay in bed,…