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Leaked stories of strange new rules and codes of behavior indicate something's gone sour in the deep-space retreats of the super-rich corporate executives. Some say it's only the eccentricities of the powerful leaders of capitalistic society. But others speak of dark, twisted rituals, human slavery, and illegal experiments in banned technologies.
Bren Marcken is a robot handler and strategist on a special team of the United Nations Space Force formed to occupy the corporate space stations and seize their technological secrets. To accomplish the mission, he's been authorized to field artificial intelligences that he considers just as dangerous as the enemy.
Chris Adrastus is an aggressive, young executive whose careful machinations have carried him to a high position at the powerful European Union company, Vineaux Genomix. Instead of finding satisfaction, he's become disillusioned with what he discovers at the top of the executive world.
Aldriena Niachi is a covert operative of Black Core, a Brazilian software company with a global sphere of influence. She's about to find out what Black Core will do for a technological lead. Do some kinds of knowledge come at inordinate cost, even for a super-corporation?
probably stupid to try to blind it with my weapon. The robot isn’t here to capture people, but to take care of the Circle Fours. She ran through the ruined plastic wall and picked up a new course fetched by her Cascavel. She knew at any moment a team of UNSF marines could appear and wrap her up in a tangler grenade or knock her out with a rubber bullet. She ran through a twisty section with more medical examination rooms and doctor’s offices before joining up with a main hall that ran a gentle
doing this will survival be possible. *** Chris recovered by lying in his quarters and staring up at the mirrored ceiling. His previous sense of being on the verge of great progress had been crushed. Now he felt only dismay and hopelessness. Even thoughts of suicide had cropped up, but he’d dismissed them, albeit with a stunned sort of robotic sensibility. He heard soft footsteps approach then stop. He knew it must be Cinmei. “You have trouble?” she asked. She seems nice enough.
virtual contests in order to attain ranks.” “Why haven’t you informed the UNSF of this development?” Aldriena laughed. Then she spat on the logo of the shiny machine. “That’d be pretty dumb, now wouldn’t it? If we did that you’d, oh, say, fly in with a heavily armed space fleet and shut Insidious down before we could learn anything from them. Before Black Core, Bentra, and Reiss-Marck could analyze their technology and catapult themselves a century ahead of the competition.” Ten
An entertainment system? Her link told her she was only a few steps away from the closest lab entrance. She took a turn and saw the corridor ahead ended at the lab door. It clearly wasn’t an ordinary door: it stood seven feet tall and twice as large as the bulkhead doors near the spaceport. Her link bathed the end of the passageway in a virtual red haze signifying a forbidden zone. A real-world bright green biohazard symbol and a red stop sign at chest-height on the wall completed the warning
encountered the red spider bot again, or if there were more than one of them, the entire incursion could fail. Bren switched back to Meridian’s camera as it headed out of the pool area. He kept part of his attention on the visual feed and looked through some sensor logs in another part of his virtual workspace. He hadn’t found the cues that the ASSAIL units were using to fire on the spider-thing by the time the first ASSAIL units caught up with a major contention zone near the fusion plant at