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severe physical and mental dysfunction. In addition to his extreme emaciation, he appears to be experiencing memory loss roughly three years in length, dating back from his awakening. The medic's opinion is that McEwen is suffering from physical and mental stress and will be unable to endure further interrogation for at least twenty-four hours. Maybe forty-eight.
    As I dictate this, he is being prepared and sedated for transport to KTI for a full medical examination. Once we know for certain what agents are in his system and what effects they have had, we can start to think about what to do with him next.
    At least we've finally found him, though. That's one mystery solved. And now that a body has turned up literally on his doorstep, we have proof of his connection to the murders. Just having him in our custody opens a wide avenue of new investigation.
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    QUALIA hoped the medic's estimate was incorrect. Given the chance, SHE would have begun REM probing within the hour. But SHE was requiredto wait until the MIU team invited QUALIA to participate. Until then, all SHE could do was watch, and consider the data SHE already had.
    SHE had already cross-referenced every known detail of the Faux Sydney disposal scene with those from the fifteen previous places the Twinmaker had left his victims. (SHE preferred to use the masculine pronoun over the gender-neutral “es” simply because all the psychological profiles of the murderer agreed that the killer was probably male.) The list of correlations was extensive, supporting the theory that the person responsible for the murder was indeed the Twinmaker. Like Whitesmith, SHE suspected that McEwen's discovery at the disposal scene would be a turning point in the investigation.
    Unlike Whitesmith, however, SHE was not circumspect regarding the role of the investigators in that morning's proceedings—particularly with respect to the part Whitesmith's own emotions had played. SHE couldn't help but wonder why he downplayed that effect in his report. His pride had indirectly resulted in McEwen's resistance under interrogation; certainly it was his anger that had led to McEwen viewing the body—which was hardly normal procedure under any circumstances. Whatever had engendered this response, SHE was anxious to identify it and to prevent it from jeopardising any future investigations.
    Barely had Whitesmith and Blaylock left the MIU's d-mat complex when a call came from Jago Trevaskis' secretary requesting a face-to-face debriefing session with the two officers. SHE left them at that point. Not only was the Director of MIU's office one of the few in the habitat closed to QUALIA's senses, but there were more pertinent matters demanding QUALIA's attention. On the far side of Artsutanov Station, Jonah McEwen had almost arrived at KTI's medical centre and would soon be examined. That was something SHE intended not to miss. At the same time, SHE sent KittyHawk into the Pool to log the findings where the Watchers—the minds that followed QUALIA's development, among other things—would know to find it.
    Besides, Jago Trevaskis was not high on QUALIA's list of humans to observe. SHE had tried to explain too many times to the Director of MIU that the difference between Artificial Intelligence and Intelligent Awareness was as great as that between a human and a rhesus monkey—but he had never been convinced. To him, QUALIA was just another clever machine brought into being to serve the interests of humanity.
    That thought, for a two-year-old of any intelligent species, was simply offensive.

Through the eyes of the spider, the body parts resembled mountains drowned in red dirt—not dissimilar to an aerial view of Kata Tjuta in Central Australia. Although the disposal site had been reconstructed in perfect detail, able to be revisited by VTC from any angle with a hypertext overlay—but without the smooth production values of commercial Context-Rich