Amylia sighed out of boredom. Her netscan visor projected thousands of glowing green data bytes every second like raindrops on her skin. She hid in a corner of the corporate network and watched it all stream by, one useless message after another.
I didn’t trust my partner, but I didn’t have a choice. In an effort to reduce misconduct, we all had to have one. I tried everything to get him reassigned, but Captain Brown said I needed to learn to work with him. No going back to the old ways.