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we lucky we have such a caring government?” I spat with intense hatred. “They couldn’t fund Janice enough, pushing grant after grant at her and finally giving her the resources to develop a controlled testing centre. A lab for all her little robots to be created.”
    “Judgement,” he acknowledged quietly.
    “The one and only.” I looked at him, narrowing my eyes and wondering how much he was actually aware of. “You do know the government was funding her to build them an army?”
    “Yes,” he confirmed, his eyes studying my inner hatred.
    I snorted bitterly. “And it still grieves her after all this time, all this funding and all the experiments that she’s only managed to actually manufacture eight of us. She can’t understand why certain ones don’t make it, and the eight of us did. Plus the fact all eight of us used our ‘abilities’ to break out of that damn place, taking away all her hard work.” I laughed, picturing her anger every time one of us had escaped.
    She hated the fact that for some unknown reason, we could link minds, like the software that had been planted in our brains was connected to some sort of Wi-Fi only the eight of us could access, in the same way as you can link all your home PCs via your home broadband network. So she taught us how to block each other. She wasn’t sure if anyone could gain entry into our minds, and she was scared someone would find out what each of us were, therefore putting us at risk—or so she’d said. I never knew whether to believe her, but I was more than aware of her selfishness. I wondered if that bond had sensed Reid near me when I ran, and had brought me to him subconsciously.
    Lowering my eyes to the floor, I gulped. “I’m so sorry.”
    “Why?”
    “Well, if I’d given her what she wanted, me twenty-four-seven, she wouldn’t have used you and the others to test on.”
    “Bullshit!” he barked, making me jump. “You know damn well, you’d never have been enough.”
    “Story of my life, Reid.”
    His brows puckered. “What?”
    “Nothing, ignore me.”
    I pressed my hands into the sofa to push myself off, realising quite suddenly, I needed the bathroom. I moved at the same time as the floor did—well I like to think it was the floor that moved and not the fact that I was legless that affected my ability to stand up. My body side-skipped to the left, my right knee bent, flinging my foot in the air as I rather elegantly dove sideways, the whole left side of my body hitting the floor with a sexy thump.
    I lay still, blinking, wondering how the fuck I had managed to go from standing to laid on the floor within 0.4 seconds then cringed when I heard a strangled snigger from Reid. I rolled onto my back and groaned. “Maybe I should have eaten that sandwich.”
    He laughed harder and peered over the edge of the sofa, a huge grin on his face, one that completely transformed his usual stark fury. “When was the last time you drank?”
    I tucked my hands behind my head and pursed my lips in thought. “Around six months into my Judgement residency. Janice told me about . . .” I coughed, covering up my slip up. “I snuck into her private quarters one night, in a mood. I trashed her place and found her bottle of gin. Needless to say, I had a thoroughly enjoyable night.”
    His grin turned into a soft smile, his eyes warming but holding a deep sadness. He was silent for a moment, just watching me. I slid my eyes to his, flinching when the connection fooled my mind into thinking it wanted company, the tell-tale shot of warmth alerting me that someone wanted in. I blinked, blocking him and causing him to sigh in frustration.
    “You’ll let me inside you one day, Elina.”
    I smiled properly at him, a huge mischievous grin erupting as I quirked an eyebrow. “Now that’s a statement that could be taken the wrong way.”
    His mouth popped open. Another wide smile gave me a flash of his white teeth. “Little girl,” he whispered in that low