Excerpt of Intergalactic Witness Protection
Reverend Shipping, Killa, and Nicholas are on the ship, which I hologram check first, which is fortunate. What is less fortunate is that they are all in the middle of what appears to be an argument.
Orion steps forward. “What seems to be the problem here?”
The Reverend turns to Orion, far more frustration evident on his face than on Killa’s or Nicholas’s. “No one seems to know the whereabouts of my son.”
My captain frowns. “Well, surely he couldn’t have gone far. He’s not exactly in the best of health.”
“Which is why we need to find him, wherever he is!”
Sighing, Orion turns to Killa and Nicholas. “Well, who had him last?”
“None of us lost him,” Killa says matter-of-factly before holding out a note. “He left this on his hospital bed.
Orion takes it, and unfolds it. Some binary code mixed with the English language stares back at him. “What does this mean?”
“It means he’s having an identity crisis between his human and robotic parts,” I offer.
Reverend Shipping frowns. “But he’s all human. Just as much as anyone with fake teeth or a prosthetic limb is. How could he think he’s less than?”
“Hey,” Orion says. “Alicia Ivy is not ‘less than.’ She’s far better than most humans I’ve ever come across.”
“But, unlike them, and unlike my son, Alicia Ivy doesn’t have a soul.”
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