“Okay, Ms. Sanders,” Gabe replied through the computer interface. “How do you want me to deliver the product?”
“To my private email. I give you my word I will keep our confidence. I hope to receive the same in kind.”
“Oh, don’t worry, ma’am. My friends wouldn’t appreciate my socializing with lawyer-types. I won’t say a word. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to take my wife out for a night on the town. It’s our anniversary.”
“Nice to finally meet… errr… talk to you, Gabriel. I look forward to our confidential partnership.”
And then in a flash, the drone was gone.
Karen stepped to the wall, peering out across the lights of Houston while deep in thought. “Maybe together we
can
make things better for all involved. But first, I’m going to go home, pour a glass of wine, and take a hot bath. Dealing with these robot drones is tough work.”
THE END