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"
Yeah
.
In
a
subtle
way
,
but
yeah
,
it
’
ll
hurt
.
"
"
Installation
run
on
an
AI
,
"
said
Irene
Elliott
to
me
.
"
Installing
an
erasure
penalty
virus
.
Fucking
over
a
known
Meth
.
You
know
what
the
risks
are
?
You
know
what
you
’
re
asking
me
to
do
?
"
I
turned
to
look
her
in
the
eye
.
"
Yes
.
I
know
.
"
Her
mouth
clamped
down
on
a
tremor
.
"
Good
.
Then
let
’
s
do
it
.
"
The
run
took
less
than
three
days
to
set
up
.
Irene
Elliott
turned
stone
-
cold
pro
and
made
it
happen
that
way
.
In
the
limo
back
to
Bay
City
,
I
laid
it
out
for
her
.
At
first
she
was
still
crying
inside
,
but
as
the
detail
mounted
she
clicked
in
,
nodding
,
grunting
,
stopping
me
and
backing
me
up
on
minor
points
I
hadn
’
t
made
clear
enough
.
I
showed
her
Reileen
Kawahara
’
s
suggested
hardware
list
and
she
OK
’
d
about
two
thirds
of
it
.
The
rest
was
just
corporate
padding
and
Kawahara
’
s
advisors
,
in
her
opinion
,
didn
’
t
know
shit
.
By
the
end
of
the
journey
she
had
it
down
.
I
could
see
the
run
already
unfolding
behind
her
eyes
.
The
tears
had
dried
on
her
face
,
forgotten
,
and
her
expression
was
clean
purpose
,
locked
-
down
hate
for
the
man
who
had
used
her
daughter
,
and
an
embodied
will
to
revenge
.
Irene
Elliott
was
sold
.
