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detected."
"Not bad."

"There's this big lump covered with green cloth in the back of the room, and he rips it off: champagne on
ice, this big pastry spread, the works. He sort of cheated by not having actually ditched on Ditch Day,
but he sounds like an OK guy. It's too bad he's dead." George sighed. "He had chocolate eclairs for
them. I never solved a stack that got me chocolate eclairs."

"Huh." Ginnie sat up and put the cushion down. "So there was one other factor in his stack puzzle,
besides the cart, and the joystick, and the camera and monitor."

"Which is?"

"Him. Herrera."



"Good morning, Erickson," Drobisch said.

"Morning," she said, smiling.

She seemed awfully confident for someone who would be canned in eight hours, he thought. She wasn't
bad-looking, but she had an attitude problem. "This is your last day, you know."

She smiled again and walked the other way down the hall. He put her out of his mind.

"Good morning, Mr. Drobisch." "Morning," he grunted. He was almost at his office when he turned
around. Who was that? Red suit jacket, blue jeans, brown hair. Erickson? Hadn't he already seen her?

Drobisch hated deja vu in the morning. He decided he needed another cup of coffee. Yonamura could
not be allowed to talk to anyone. He'd spend today making sure she knew that. It was an aggravation: no
wonder he was distracted.



"This is to distract it." Ginnie held up the sound synthesizer. "It has about twenty seconds of silence
programmed in before it shouts bloody murder. So timing's important on this experiment."

"Got it," George said. "You want me to walk over and sit in this chair? That's it?"

"That's it. Do it as smoothly as you can. Take even steps."

"OK. Ready when you say."

"Now," said Ginnie. The robot was cabled to her workstation, on idle. She toggled it on with the joystick
she'd rigged.

George walked across the room. The robot watched. She sat.

Ginnie waited a beat. Then she walked across the room, toward George. As the neared her twin, the