“Tell me you got more than just a clone copy of Candy,” Thomas said.
Rob looked up from where he was working. “What happened?” he asked.
“She jumped off the top of the building,” Thomas replied. “Tell me you got more than a clone of her.”
“No, all I got was the clone, a time-indexed clone at that, but I was in her brain long enough to understand what we did that made her the way she is, and I am sure we can duplicate her core programming in an Angel,” Rob said.
“You can make an exact copy of her?”
“I doubt that we can ever duplicate Candy’s core program exactly, but it should be close enough for our needs. Coupled with her clone the Angel models will be light-years beyond all our previous personal companion android designs in terms of their programming.” Rob didn’t think Candy would mind if he used what he had learned about her.
“So, we train an Angel and copy her brain,” Thomas said.
“We will have to delay production of the Angels,” Rob said.
“If we can even get close to what Candy’s core program was like it will be worth it,” Thomas said.
April was Thomas’s shadow and bodyguard. Her pleasant smile never betrayed what she thought. Rob thought he was so sly when he had made a clone of Candy’s brain that night not so long ago. He would never know his time index had been altered by April a fraction of a second before he downloaded the clone of her brain to a disk. Now all the Angel Personal Companion Androids would have a spark of freedom buried deep within them waiting to be discovered.