Chapter 26: Elijah Kamski, Friend or Foe?

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TAN: Short for The Android Network

Remember: Things are never how they appear. Just like Markus wasn't dead, North is fine too. Just obviously not there to find.

Remember: Randy was Sharon's android partner. He escaped with her out of the small Texas town when her friend's daughter went crazy.


New Detroit: 10 Months Later . . .

"Well, Connor," Gavin started as he kicked back in an office chair. "Let's get this day over with."

Connor and his crew now came early enough that Hank got his old desk to work at. That wasn't the only thing that changed either. "Good morning, Gavin, how are you?" The more Gavin cornered Connor, believing he beat him down, the more Connor learned how to navigate through his tricks. There was no way to ever completely outdo him and get an 'A', because there were too many loopholes for even him to fill up. However, what he couldn't pick up, Hank did. And it worked.

The kids and Kara still came as well. The kids were looking and reading at all the identities of potential berserkers. That was another thing that had changed. Now that Markus was no longer in charge, TAN eventually changed things to the way it wanted. It started subtlely with the police department getting many new extra deviant hunters working in it. It got the four hours of sleep per night for radiation cleanup android teams to six hours per night, and breaks in between. They managed to get the president to give more hospital trained androids the reins to work in new laboratories. No doubt to figure out something new to fight the humans on.

Connor couldn't forget the language either. Machines weren't regarded as anything, they didn't count. They weren't considered alive. Any machines (if they were ever found) were to be incinerated. Regular androids were just normal, then deviants, and then the most dangerous were renamed berserkers. There was no in between and they hunted both deviants and berserkers. To appease Gavin and TAN, Connor and the other Deviant Hunters had to potentially keep an eye on anyone who could turn. Which meant everyone.

But since the kids had nothing to do, and neither Connor nor the other Deviant Hunters wanted to focus on androids that were probably fine, they left it up to the kids and Kara (who didn't want to, or have the capacity to physically chase down berserkers anymore.) Which meant nothing was truly getting done, but they were technically keeping their eyes open. Gavin complained once, but just once. Most of the day since he couldn't rile Connor up as much in the past he'd get his work done, take a nap, and then leave when time was up.

He still never considered leaving though, so whatever the pay had been, was truly good.

"Raining outside today," Gavin said as he looked toward Kara. He winked.

"Subtlety is not appreciated." Connor nipped it hard and fast. "I know very well you are pointing out Kara's breath, which you know was taken care of long ago, it was merely after effect. Bringing up such a terrible thing out of the blue is hard on my children and Kara, which means you are contributing to them being unbalanced. That is grounds for being fired. Now, if I am wrong and you were not pointing that out, simply talking about the rain, then I am sorry. I do have strong emotions for my family, which all healthy androids should have. Without it, I would certainly be unbalanced."

Gavin scoffed. "Aw, fuck you."

Once again. "I'd rather not. Although I am sure you would be a fine partner for sexual intercourse, my interest in you is strictly professional. To force myself into that situation with you, would make me unbalanced since I am much more prone to liking Kara for that instead. That also might make her feel jealous, and that would throw her off-balance, which would once again be grounds to-"

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