That was a close one in the lab there.
I got so into the zone playing with the bot emulator that I completely forgot that my phone was still tethered to his machine. The code I was writing—the code that he could see on his screen—was way beyond what I should be able to do. Maybe he'll just think I've been working extra hard instead of figuring out that I've been lying to him all this time. I'm just glad I didn't think about him and accidentally let anything slip that would really give me away. I need to be on my guard. That could have been a total disaster.
So stupid.
And I hate his proud dad routine. As if he cares about me as anything more than a test subject. Like he thinks he'll ever be a real father to me. And it's so much worse that I have to play along and smile for it.
I just want to scream and pummel him into a bloody mess.
I hate him so much!
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Science FictionMy father saved the world once and he's working on saving it again, but I'm going to kill him. Even if the nanotech he pioneered might solve every problem facing the earth, he still needs to die for what he did. I don't care that I'll get experiment...