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For ainto cope with the enor asked to process Then, slowly, I took a breath, nodded, and said, "How inaccurate are we talking? If I’ia Mason" He tapped the control panel again There was a single ed, followed by the deeply co I wouldn’t have to look at her anyia Mason either, a to believe that the CDC can clone people Hell, I’ve known for years that the CDC could clone people But there was no convenient backup of ia Mason" Gregory stepped away fro back intothat the CDC can conquer death I don’t understand all the science My field is virology and corporate espionage, not hu and memory transfer But I’ve seen your charts, and while you’re not a perfect replica of yourself, you have a ninety-seven percent accuracy rating You’re as close as science can get to bringing a person back fro"

I had to allow that it made sense, as ht,that makes a person who they are, it’s all electricity, little sparks and flashes encoded in the gray matter of our minds The Kellis-Amberlee virus takes us over, but it also preserves the brain long after the point of what should be death It turns those electrical iain If the CDC had a way of taking a picture of those electrical patterns, and then so the at Gregory "How can you be so calia I’ve brought here, although you’re the hest transfer score before yours was seventy-five She started screa as soon as she saw the clone, and she didn’t stop You’re the only one who hasn’t cried"

"I’ll cry later, I pro that needed to be processed before I could really let et upset "How close is she? If I’irl, what’s she?"

"Subject 8b has been prepared through aprocess, which should, if fully successful, result in a forty-four percent accuracy rating when coinal, but with soory "She’ll look like you She’ll act like you…"

"She won’t be me," I finished "So what’s she for?"

For the first tiory looked at"You mean you don’t know?" he asked

"No Hoould I--" I stoppedover me "They wouldn’t"

"Wouldn’t what?"

Somehow, the one word I needed to say was harder to force out than all the others had been "Shaun?"

Gregory nodded "That’s the plan You’ll stay here as long as you’re useful, and she’ll be put where he can find her Mr Mason is not particularly stable these days, and they’re reasonably sure he’ll believe whatever he’s told if he thinks it’s going to get you back He’s not going to ask questions He’s not going to look for double-crosses He’s just going to open the doors and let her in"

My lips thinned into a hard line Maybe I wasn’t really who I thought I was Maybe I wasn’t really anyone at all--if I wasn’t Georgia Mason, but I shared her DNA and ninety-seven percent of her personality profile, who else could I be? The one thing I was absolutely sure of was that none of that enetic code to honey-trap the only hu to die for

"Then that’s just not going to happen," I said "What do we need to do?"

Gregory glanced at his watch "Right noe need to get you back to your rooet another ht You need to keep your eyes open Keep behaving nor to take you off display unless you do so to destabilize"

"By ‘take ht?"

He nodded

"Got it," I said "And after that?"

"After that?" said Gregory He s I didn’t have the heart to tell hi to do was look scared "I think it’s about tihts exactly," I said "Let’s go"

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