His desire for this to be a joke was quickly replaced by a desire for whiskey.
Something was wrong with the devices themselves. Digging deep into the internal structure of the circuit boards with powerful microscopes, Simon’s team had discovered broken and incorrect connections, electronic dead-ends, short circuits, and nonsensical pathways.
Max?’ he asked.’Yeah?”…What are you doing?”Shooting people.
Who gave you a gun?”The army.”Why?”That’s what the army does, Simon.
She stared at Raven in a long second of shocked silence, before sagging to the floor.
Oh, man, she’s gonna love you,’ Max said. ‘Physically. A lot.