The Miracle Baby Box Set: Volume One: Books 1 - 4 by Hamel B. B

Author:Hamel, B. B.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-01-17T16:00:00+00:00

2

David

Two Years Later

“Sales projects are looking strong,” Olivia says, her dark hair pulled back into a bun. Her skin’s lightly tanned with severe features, resting bitch-face, and the best mind in the business.

“What’s the problem?” I ask her.

“Mark 2 is delayed again, that’s the problem.” She sighs, looking impatient. I grin at her, which only makes her more annoyed. “It’s not a joke, David.”

“I know it isn’t,” I say to her. “I promise, we’re working on it, okay? It’ll be done soon. There are just…”

I don’t get to finish my sentence. “Just some bugs, yeah, I know. You keep telling me.” Her mouth is a tight line.

I sigh. “Come on, Olivia. Cut me some slack. Envoy is going great.”

“So far,” she concedes. “But there are lawsuits and some accidents we can’t really explain.”

“All well within projection,” I say, waving it away. “The Envoy is by far the safest car on the road, by a huge freaking margin. We’ve had eight fatal crashes in its entire existence. That’s thousands of cars and hundreds of thousands of road hours, and only eight deaths.”

“A miracle, I know,” Olivia says, her voice neutral. “But it’s still eight deaths. That’s eight people, dead because of the Envoy.”

I grunt at her, looking away. “I know,” I say softly. “Like I said, we’re working on it.”

She softens a little bit at that. We have this argument almost every day now at this point, and I think she’s just trying to snap me out of my funk.

Truth is, those eight deaths hang heavy over me. I don’t want any deaths, any injuries, nothing at all. The Envoy was supposed to be the perfect car, the machine that would take the human element out of driving and make everything safer. It has done that, well beyond my team’s projections, but it’s not enough. I need more, always more.

That’s why the Mark 2 is still delayed. I’m afraid it’ll never be good enough, and I’m constantly tweaking the algorithms, trying to make it even safer.

Olivia slides a file across my desk toward me. “We’ve had a few new hires, if you want to take a look.”

“Sure,” I say, opening the folder. I like to always glance at the new people, at the very least. It’s a big company, but I try to at least stay current with it. “Anything of note?”

“Not really,” she says as I leaf through the pages. “A few junior developers, a few senior. Some new staff in the dining hall, a new janitor for the third floor, and a new yoga instructor.”

I grin a little bit. Our campus is becoming a freaking zoo. “What about this?” I ask, pausing as I come to the last page.

“Ah,” Olivia says, raising an eyebrow. “Her. I almost forgot about her.”

I read it over briefly. “Emma May,” I murmur. “Undergrad at MIT in engineering, of course, but a year of postgrad in Philosophy with a specialization in contemporary ethics.” I look up at Olivia, an eyebrow raised. “Who hired her?”

“You did,” she says, and then corrects herself.

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