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forwarding nude photos, other than those you
legally own, can result in the loss of all mobile phone service for seven
years. What still bothers you the most?”
The
computer expert pondered for a moment. “When a rape kit sits in a police lab
until the statute of limitations expires. Not only does it rob the victim of
justice, but the man is still on the streets hurting more women.”
The
team members around the table echoed the frustration. The director followed the
thread. “Seems like we hit a nerve. We could get Mori to donate a DNA tech and
an analyzer to work the backlog somewhere, and you huntresses could help with
some arrests.”
“Hell,
yes!” Artemis said.
Ah, this is what he wants from me. Laura typed a request to tap her division’s advertising budget. The cost
was substantial, but she could present the device and demonstrate it personally
on screen. The family and company would benefit, not to mention the victims and
law enforcement.
“Then
we need to research the cities with the worst conviction rates to see where
we’re going next week,” Hans said.
The
editors had removed the long delay for research, and a table of conviction
rates by country filled the screen. “Ireland is the worst in the EU, even lower
than a lot of third-world countries,” explained Nemesis.
“In
what settings are the incidents plentiful but underreported?” the director
asked. “If we’re going to flip over a rock, let’s aim for one with lots of bugs
crawling under it.”
After
another splice edit, Nemesis said, “Homes for the mentally impaired, prisons,
and universities.”
“University,”
Grant said. “The other places make our team too vulnerable. Besides, a woman’s
chances of getting raped during four years of college is higher than in an
entire lifetime on the outside.” A link appeared for statistics that backed his
claim.
Themis,
the lawyer, tilted her graying head. “The Devil has spoken. I say we listen to
him. College rapes can reduce the female presence and voice in all professional
fields. Most universities don’t take them seriously enough, despite our
publishing the names of those with the most complaints in an effort to shame
them. It’s time to spotlight this situation.”
Nemesis
narrowed her eyes at the Devil’s Advocate. “I thought you were supposed to be a
proponent of the men we chase. Why the sudden concern about our safety?”
Grant
glanced away, unable to maintain eye contact. “If something happened to one of
you, the Mater Nyx organization would come down on the perpetrators in no time.
Those vigilantes would make an example out of anyone who hurt you. Our mission
statement is education without violence.”
Shaking
her head, Nemesis said, “No. I’ve studied interrogation. You’re lying.”
Curious,
Laura transitioned into an online fan chat room. The hottest topic on the show’s
discussion board was the theory that Grant was secretly in love with one of the
cast members. Comments scrolled past:
“Why
else would a man change his religion like this?”
“He
turned down an anchor position at another network to stay with someone .”
“He
can’t tell her his feelings because she’ll always see him with horns.”
The
crowd couldn’t agree on the object of his affection. This would be the hot
topic for the season—guessing who the Devil converted for.
Laura
smiled. I’ll keep an eye out for that during the next cast party.
“And
you make fun of me for the soap operas,” her mother said. Kaguya had slipped
into the room unnoticed and stood behind the sofa, dressed in a robe.
“This
is educational,” Laura insisted.
“In
a pig’s eye.”
“Please,
this is the one advertising project I’m proud of. If I weren’t working for
Mori, I’d be on that team.”
“You
are already overcommitted. What can I do to get you into bed?”
In a surprise maneuver, Laura said,
“Tell me how I can find out more about Antarctic Tern.” She wanted to learn
legally own, can result in the loss of all mobile phone service for seven
years. What still bothers you the most?”
The
computer expert pondered for a moment. “When a rape kit sits in a police lab
until the statute of limitations expires. Not only does it rob the victim of
justice, but the man is still on the streets hurting more women.”
The
team members around the table echoed the frustration. The director followed the
thread. “Seems like we hit a nerve. We could get Mori to donate a DNA tech and
an analyzer to work the backlog somewhere, and you huntresses could help with
some arrests.”
“Hell,
yes!” Artemis said.
Ah, this is what he wants from me. Laura typed a request to tap her division’s advertising budget. The cost
was substantial, but she could present the device and demonstrate it personally
on screen. The family and company would benefit, not to mention the victims and
law enforcement.
“Then
we need to research the cities with the worst conviction rates to see where
we’re going next week,” Hans said.
The
editors had removed the long delay for research, and a table of conviction
rates by country filled the screen. “Ireland is the worst in the EU, even lower
than a lot of third-world countries,” explained Nemesis.
“In
what settings are the incidents plentiful but underreported?” the director
asked. “If we’re going to flip over a rock, let’s aim for one with lots of bugs
crawling under it.”
After
another splice edit, Nemesis said, “Homes for the mentally impaired, prisons,
and universities.”
“University,”
Grant said. “The other places make our team too vulnerable. Besides, a woman’s
chances of getting raped during four years of college is higher than in an
entire lifetime on the outside.” A link appeared for statistics that backed his
claim.
Themis,
the lawyer, tilted her graying head. “The Devil has spoken. I say we listen to
him. College rapes can reduce the female presence and voice in all professional
fields. Most universities don’t take them seriously enough, despite our
publishing the names of those with the most complaints in an effort to shame
them. It’s time to spotlight this situation.”
Nemesis
narrowed her eyes at the Devil’s Advocate. “I thought you were supposed to be a
proponent of the men we chase. Why the sudden concern about our safety?”
Grant
glanced away, unable to maintain eye contact. “If something happened to one of
you, the Mater Nyx organization would come down on the perpetrators in no time.
Those vigilantes would make an example out of anyone who hurt you. Our mission
statement is education without violence.”
Shaking
her head, Nemesis said, “No. I’ve studied interrogation. You’re lying.”
Curious,
Laura transitioned into an online fan chat room. The hottest topic on the show’s
discussion board was the theory that Grant was secretly in love with one of the
cast members. Comments scrolled past:
“Why
else would a man change his religion like this?”
“He
turned down an anchor position at another network to stay with someone .”
“He
can’t tell her his feelings because she’ll always see him with horns.”
The
crowd couldn’t agree on the object of his affection. This would be the hot
topic for the season—guessing who the Devil converted for.
Laura
smiled. I’ll keep an eye out for that during the next cast party.
“And
you make fun of me for the soap operas,” her mother said. Kaguya had slipped
into the room unnoticed and stood behind the sofa, dressed in a robe.
“This
is educational,” Laura insisted.
“In
a pig’s eye.”
“Please,
this is the one advertising project I’m proud of. If I weren’t working for
Mori, I’d be on that team.”
“You
are already overcommitted. What can I do to get you into bed?”
In a surprise maneuver, Laura said,
“Tell me how I can find out more about Antarctic Tern.” She wanted to learn
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