"Yes, Mr. Valtair," Claudia said over her com. "What can I do for you?"

     Adam Forwarder's compound was completely surrounded ​by Goldbody's flying armada.

     "I'd like to pay a visit, if I may."  

​     "I'm afraid that would be impossible." What Valtair saw on his screen was one of the most beautiful brunettes in the history of the world. She wasn't real, of course. She was a construct designed by the real Claudia, Claudia the super-computer, and Adam himself. 

     "We need to talk, the two of us, and soon, within the next five minutes, as a matter of fact." 

     "What's the rush?" 

​     "No, let's not have that conversation. Open the door for us or not, we're coming in."

​     "In that case, welcome."

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