Chapter 18:// Bumping off
The huge cobra reported back to her master.
“Yes, nice,” he said and petted her enormous hood. “What did you taste, my Kaur?”
She tasted the air a few times, her forked tongue whipping in a blur.
“Blood…” he said. She tasted a couple more times. “Brains. Excellent,” her master said and threw a rat at her.
The cobra gulped the snack in a single motion and slid around the street, making herself comfortable.
“It seems those sleeper programs do work after all,” Bhai Sharan said to himself and rubbed his chin. It was a troubling thought for assassins worldwide. What would they do, if computers could simply take their jobs like that? Would they turn obsolete, go the way of the pharmacists and the commercial pilots? Replaced by trained machine learning applications
