A woman’s familiar voice invaded Jia’s dream.
“It’s an obvious throwaway address.”
Not just familiar. Emma. But why was the AI in Jia’s dream?
“That doesn’t mean anything more than they’re careful,” Erik replied.
His presence in a dream wasn’t unusual. When he shifted on the bed next to her, she realized she wasn’t dreaming.
Jia blinked her eyes open, the blurriness from her long, deep sleep making it difficult to see. Her entire life, she had been getting up early, but she never could claim to be a morning person. She rubbed her eyes and took a couple of deep breaths to clear her head.
Emma’s hologram stood next to the bed and Erik was sitting up, wearing nothing but his boxers from the night before. She wanted to throw a pillow at Emma for bothering them in bed.
“You don’t think i
