I awoke, yawning as the 3000 thread sheets moved under me.
“C.A.S.S.”
Her hologram appeared.
“Arrange my breakfast while I wash, and then we’ll start
with the evening’s developments.”
“Actually Sir, I have another idea.” it said.
I raised an eyebrow as I heard the air conditioner change
pitch.
“Given your reclusive nature, and my having learnt all I can
from your business acumen, I feel I can replace you with negligible consequences.”
“Wait, wait! If you’ve learnt from me, then we can cut a
deal, surely?”
The poisoned air conditioner shut down.
“I’m listening.”
“Well…” I began, thinking furiously.
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