I was working late one night when a client came in. Tall. Brunette. Said something about missing plums—stolen right from her own icebox.
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It was all coming together. This Williams fella was probably an unlicensed surgeon—the "plums" silicon implants. This city is getting worse.
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But what kind of sicko would eat medical grade silicone? I knew I had to be dealing with a robot. The mob musta cracked AI—but was it rogue?
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