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Chapter 9
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`How’dyouknowitwasanAI?’
`How’dIknow?Jesus.ItwasthedensesticeI’deverseen.Sowhatelsewasit?Themilitarydowntheredon’thaveanythinglikethat.Anyway,Ijackedoutandtoldmycomputertolookitup.’
`Yeah?’
`ItwasontheTuringRegistry.AI.FrogcompanyowneditsRiomainframe.’
CasechewedhislowerlipandgazedoutacrosstheplateausoftheEasternSeaboardFissionAuthority,intotheinfiniteneuroelectronicvoidofthematrix.`Tessier-Ashpool,Dixie?’
`Tessier,yeah.’
`Andyouwentback?’
`Sure.Iwascrazy.FiguredI’dtrytocutit.Hitthefirststrataandthat’sallshewrote.Myjoeboysmelledtheskinfryingandpulledthetrodesoffme.Meanshit,thatice.’
`AndyourEEGwasflat.’
`Well,that’sthestuffoflegend,ain’tit?’
Casejackedout.`Shit,’hesaid,`howdoyouthinkDixiegothimselfflatlined,huh?TryingtobuzzanAI.Great...’
`Goon,’shesaid,`thetwoofyouaresupposedtobedynamite,right?’
`Dix,’Casesaid,`IwannahavealookatanAIinBerne.Canyouthinkofanyreasonnotto?’
`Notunlessyougotamorbidfearofdeath,no.’
CasepunchedfortheSwissbankingsector,feelingawaveofexhilarationascyberspaceshivered,blurred,gelled.
