When we stepped out of the elevator, I’d been excited to leave and spend time with Persephone far from the office. But, of course, that was impeded by Shikoba. The other staff that saw her snag me by the collar probably assumed I was in trouble for something. While no one in the building but Shikoba and now Persephone knows who I am, they all know that Shikoba is the eyes and ears of the mysterious Silvercloud. “Want to tell me what’s going on with the intern?” Shikoba signed as she narrowed her eyes at me. “Not really.” I shrugged and signed back to keep our conversation private. Usually, if she is dealing with someone, it’s done through a text-to-speech device I designed for her. I’m working on a side project at the moment, which, if Shikoba is down, would involve an implant in her brain that would instead take her thoughts, and the computer would speak them, eliminating her from even having to type. It will be groundbreaking once I get it perfected. “Right, because you randomly
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