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looked inquisitive.
“This neighborhood is made up of gangs that are quite wild.” She could see that this would take some time for him to digest. In Genetica these gangs would have been given smart drugs to stop them from mugging, raping and terrorizing people. They’d be very law abiding citizens. If the smart drugs didn’t work, they were quietly deleted. In the Fringes, it wasn’t that simple.
Mario seeming to read his thoughts said, “These gangs take crazy drugs rather than your smart ones.” It sounded witty and they laughed. They knew that it amounted to contrasting outcomes. The crazy drugs made the groups assertive while the smart ones made the Genetica citizens docile.
They went to an abandoned building for Mario to get his bearings from the Oracle. “Once they give me a safe route we’ll move,” Mario said lost in his tech world.
They had some time to rest .
He beckoned to her.
“What are we going to do about Lazer?”
She pretended not to understand.
“He may follow you here?”
“To the Fringes?”
“You sense that already. Lazer has plans.”
“He won’t survive here.”
“You’ll be very surprised. He’s highly intelligent and is lethal. He’ll be able to hold his own.”
“Can he be stopped?”
“All things go through their own motions. Time is not on our side and we will have to move fast.”
“I wish the Oracle would not treat us like children.”
“But sometimes knowing the future can be a very dangerous thing especially if we try to change the present.”
Mario and Wolf sat huddled together.
They both felt very drowsy.
Wolf could feel his face getting flushed and his lips and eyelids twitching.
It was Zugovsky smiling at him. “No I disappeared before they could get to me. I work for the Underground to develop a more sustainable Genetica,” he said anticipating his question.
“Why me?”
“You are that rare breed that the best genetic modification and enhancement technology cannot put down, an individual with all the best attributes of humanity.”
He shrugged at this praise.
“You have the qualities we want to develop in everyone; the restless spirit always questioning, thinking and looking to find better ways of existing.”
“What’s going to happen now?”
“We’re using a highly complex program to simulate the future of your mission. The end result is supposed to have a domino effect on Genetica,” he paused. “The success ratio is low but you know that. I cannot say anymore as the various events are unfolding in due time.”
“Is Roneel okay?” he asked impulsively. ”And who is Dr Josef Mengele I keep dreaming about?”
Zugovsky acted as if he had not heard the question although he seemed tense at the name. “Oh,” he said almost in an offhand manner. “I’m happy you’ve got along well.” There was a pregnant pause. ”You will in due time bond with that woman.”
He thought this was some kind of a joke given that they were biologically incompatible.
“And produce an offspring that will herald a new beginning.” Before he could reply, Zugovsky had moved off.
She was tapping him gently on the shoulder. She couldn’t help noticing his perfectly formed face and wondered how she could ever fall in love with him. She just didn’t like clones. “Sorry to wake you up. We slept for such a long time,” she whispered.
Wolf could sense her revulsion but pretended not to notice.
“We’d better start moving. They have given the coordinates to the rendezvous point,” Mario said. “It is an underground track that we will have to follow. It is currently the only safe way.”
They walked at a brisk pace.
They turned into the next block.
A beggar walked slowly up to them asking for food. This never happened in Genetica but he appreciated that food would be scarce in these parts. He reached into his pocket and absentmindedly brought out a piece of green carrot. It seemed to glow and come alive in his hand. The beggar was struck
“This neighborhood is made up of gangs that are quite wild.” She could see that this would take some time for him to digest. In Genetica these gangs would have been given smart drugs to stop them from mugging, raping and terrorizing people. They’d be very law abiding citizens. If the smart drugs didn’t work, they were quietly deleted. In the Fringes, it wasn’t that simple.
Mario seeming to read his thoughts said, “These gangs take crazy drugs rather than your smart ones.” It sounded witty and they laughed. They knew that it amounted to contrasting outcomes. The crazy drugs made the groups assertive while the smart ones made the Genetica citizens docile.
They went to an abandoned building for Mario to get his bearings from the Oracle. “Once they give me a safe route we’ll move,” Mario said lost in his tech world.
They had some time to rest .
He beckoned to her.
“What are we going to do about Lazer?”
She pretended not to understand.
“He may follow you here?”
“To the Fringes?”
“You sense that already. Lazer has plans.”
“He won’t survive here.”
“You’ll be very surprised. He’s highly intelligent and is lethal. He’ll be able to hold his own.”
“Can he be stopped?”
“All things go through their own motions. Time is not on our side and we will have to move fast.”
“I wish the Oracle would not treat us like children.”
“But sometimes knowing the future can be a very dangerous thing especially if we try to change the present.”
Mario and Wolf sat huddled together.
They both felt very drowsy.
Wolf could feel his face getting flushed and his lips and eyelids twitching.
It was Zugovsky smiling at him. “No I disappeared before they could get to me. I work for the Underground to develop a more sustainable Genetica,” he said anticipating his question.
“Why me?”
“You are that rare breed that the best genetic modification and enhancement technology cannot put down, an individual with all the best attributes of humanity.”
He shrugged at this praise.
“You have the qualities we want to develop in everyone; the restless spirit always questioning, thinking and looking to find better ways of existing.”
“What’s going to happen now?”
“We’re using a highly complex program to simulate the future of your mission. The end result is supposed to have a domino effect on Genetica,” he paused. “The success ratio is low but you know that. I cannot say anymore as the various events are unfolding in due time.”
“Is Roneel okay?” he asked impulsively. ”And who is Dr Josef Mengele I keep dreaming about?”
Zugovsky acted as if he had not heard the question although he seemed tense at the name. “Oh,” he said almost in an offhand manner. “I’m happy you’ve got along well.” There was a pregnant pause. ”You will in due time bond with that woman.”
He thought this was some kind of a joke given that they were biologically incompatible.
“And produce an offspring that will herald a new beginning.” Before he could reply, Zugovsky had moved off.
She was tapping him gently on the shoulder. She couldn’t help noticing his perfectly formed face and wondered how she could ever fall in love with him. She just didn’t like clones. “Sorry to wake you up. We slept for such a long time,” she whispered.
Wolf could sense her revulsion but pretended not to notice.
“We’d better start moving. They have given the coordinates to the rendezvous point,” Mario said. “It is an underground track that we will have to follow. It is currently the only safe way.”
They walked at a brisk pace.
They turned into the next block.
A beggar walked slowly up to them asking for food. This never happened in Genetica but he appreciated that food would be scarce in these parts. He reached into his pocket and absentmindedly brought out a piece of green carrot. It seemed to glow and come alive in his hand. The beggar was struck
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