"Jerry Davis - Strong Metallic Arm" - читать интересную книгу автора (Davis Jerry)

Doors pulled aside and she ambulated out onto the raised
concrete of the transport bay, a large covered yard crowded with
autonomic vehicles. In the wide-angled distance she saw her
transport pulling out of a parking place, rolling around to meet
her. Motion caught her attention; she turned and discovered a
tall, thin, distorted figure dressed in a blue jumpsuit. One of
her human employees. The man walked toward her, his legs growing
and stretching with each step. "Where are you going?" he asked,
his voice flat and distant.
Erin had no idea what to say to him. How does a robot talk
to me? she thought. When was the last time I ever asked one a
verbal question?
"I'm scheduled for the Lind mansion," Erin told him.
"The transport for the Lind mansion leaves at ten and eight.
What are you doing here now?"
"Special order from the mansion." Erin logged back onto the
mainframe and ordered reinforcements.
"Who's special orders?"
"Erin Lind."
"Erin Lind? That old biddy is dead. What's the date and time
of your order I'm pretty sure it's been cancelled." The man turned
and walked to a terminal at the desk beside the door.
Old biddy? Erin thought, shocked. Is that how my employees
see me? Still logged onto the mainframe, Erin looked up this


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employee's name and ID number and ordered the personnel department
to terminate him. As the man was typing into the console, several
more servant robots came ambulating through the door from the
warehouse, halting around Erin on the loading ramp. The transport
pulled up, and Erin and the other robots begin boarding.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" the man called over his
back. "I haven't confirmed this yet. Stop where you are." A moment
later the man was staring at the console monitor in shock. "I'm
fired?" he exclaimed. Erin and the other robots finished boarding
the transport and it pulled smoothly away.
The warehouses and office buildings shrank rapidly, the
pavement passing fast under the transport's wheels. Erin's radar
told her she was only going 120 kph but her vision sense was
stronger, she was still not used to the wide-angle view. The
property gates passed by and closed behind them, and on the open
road the transport accelerated to full speed. Erin could hear the
wind whipping past but couldn't feel it; she saw the transplanted
Earth pines but could not smell them. She felt motion sick and
dizzy and had a headache, and she couldn't breathe. She wanted to
vomit, but nothing would happen. She couldn't swallow. She
couldn't close her eyes.