Agent G: Assassin by Phipps C. T

Author:Phipps, C. T. [Phipps, C. T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: sci-fi, action
Publisher: Crossroad Press
Published: 2020-01-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

I took a moment to parse what BlackCat1 had said. “You don’t look like a toaster. Which is the only sister I could possibly possess.”

BlackCat1 turned around. I saw her dark brown features, soft and round, almost childlike, but she was an adult woman who’d had multiple surgeries to achieve a perfect hourglass figure. She wasn’t a Shell, but her right arm was entirely synthetic without a covering of synth skin. I judged her ethnicity to be Afro-Caribbean but couldn’t guess which part of it.

“Rebecca Gordon,” BlackCat1 said. “Your mother and mine. My name is Rosario Alvez.”

Claire looked between us. “Yeah, I see the family resemblance. What with the white-blonde robot and the black human girl.”

“Woman,” Rosario said. “Also, I prefer cyborg to human.”

Claire raised an eyebrow.

“Daniel Gordon’s mother was black.” I rolled my eyes. “It happens in genetics sometimes.”

“Indeed,” Rosario said. “I’d pity you for being so pale, but I’m sure it’s made your life easier.”

I frowned, not the least bit happy with her insinuations. “I don’t have any biological relatives, though, least of all you. Rebecca Gordon didn’t have any daughters. Believe me, I would know. She was also in her mid-fifties when she created me to replace her supposedly dead son.”

Doctor Gordon might have turned to the rest of her family for comfort had she had other children. You know, instead of reprogramming a member of the Letters program to have slightly more individuality than the others.

“The Letters were the crowning achievement in robotics of the early twenty-first century. Still are, even though we’re halfway through it,” Rosario said with the slightest hint of reproach. “It may be decades before we’ve successfully made something similar to you, thanks to Marcus Gordon’s murder.”

Claire snorted at that, clearly having a higher opinion of scientists during this era than Rosario.

I, however, was angry about the shade she was giving me over killing my creator. “Marcus Gordon made me and the other Letters to be a commodity to be sold. The only thing I owe him is the same thing every slave owes his master. Which I gave him.”

Rosario didn’t respond for a moment. “Rebecca Gordon tells it differently.”

“I bet she does. So, what’s your connection?” I asked. “Aside from the fact you’re trying to tell me you’re a robot’s sister.”

“Bioroid. The proper term for Letters is bioroid.” Rosario paused, almost wistful. “When the Big Smokey eruption happened, children were the first to be evacuated, and many of us were orphaned. Rebecca Gordon, having been divested of her role in the Letters project, was still a woman with great financial and political pull. Being one of the few experts in Black Technology allowed her that. She selected close to a hundred children of exceptional ability from the test scores given to refugees and took us in at her facility in Ottawa.”

“How old were you?” I asked, intrigued. Adoption was an option I hadn’t considered. I hadn’t exactly been up for visiting Rebecca after murdering her husband and son.

“Ten,” Rosario said, blinking.

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