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gold we could make with our knowledge of technology? We had better add history of the planets in the Local Group to the download."
    "We'll need gold to live on." Jace ran his fingers over the condensation running down the beer bottle. "No one is going to take us in off the street."
    Fane pushed away his plate and got to his feet. "Gryd will supply the gold. We're trusted couriers; he will give us the payment for the next batch of females. He always pays in gold." He turned to leave. " Just how are you planning to incapacitate 729 and 384?"
    "I can do a lot more than Mind Speak. I upgrade my AI every chance I get. If you get your head blown off, there's a good chance I could rebuild you." Jace sprang to his feet, and his chair legs scraped along the floor . "I've been working on a virus. I'll link to the couriers and upload it now—they won't know what's hit them. I'll let you know when it's done."
    Without glancing back at his friend, Fane left the dining room. He headed to the transport tube and gave the verbal command for the Upload Center. Jace followed and stood beside him in silence, his face a mask of concentration. They stepped inside the foyer and followed the instructions from a technician to strip and then enter the first compartment. Without speaking, they moved through the sterilization chambers and endured the zon beams. They exited into a hallway, and a technician in a biohazard suit ordered them to dress in white coveralls, then pointed them to the biometrics lab. They stood together in a small room lined with vid-screens and computer terminals. In the center sat two comfortable, white leather benches.
    "On the screen is a list of programs to download." Gryd boomed in Fane's earpiece. "You are to select five dreamscapes at random. I'm not sure if you remember what it's like to dream, but I have some erotic fantasies I want you to study, for further reference. Select from the blue section, 636 and 515 from the red section."

    Computer, connect to mainframe, cloak all download information. Fane lay down on the padded leather bench beside Jace and closed his eyes. He ran through the list of information he required, ignoring Gryd's list completely. After three hours, he tested the information and smiled. He had everything he needed. Out of interest, he scanned the list on the screen. The boss wanted him to enjoy blood sport and the use of instruments of torture. Bile rose in his throat. The bastard wanted him to kill on command. The dreamscapes were nothing short of snuff movies. Anger rose and Fane drew in a deep breath to steady his frazzled mind.
    "Gryd wants me to feel pain. He must think I'm real dumb if he thinks I'd download that shit into my matrix." Jace joined Fane's mind. "I think he's planning to let his friends kill me."
    Fane ran both hands through his hair and sat up. "I'm guessing he wants me to do the killing. Just as well we're leaving. Did you immobilize the couriers?"
    "Yeah." Jace slid off the bench. "I bet the call will come real soon to download the program to fly the ship." He laughed. " Oh damn, we already know how to do that, don't we?"
    Gryd's voice came through Fane's earpiece. "The download records are corrupted. The system will require maintenance. Did you have any problems processing the items on my list?"
    Fane winked at Jace. "No sir."
    "515, do you have experience in female selection?" Gryd growled.
    "Yes, sir." Jace stared at Fane with a blank expression.
    "Good. The mainframe will be up and running shortly. I want you to download the Starship Cruiser navigation program. Leave the Dreamscape files until further notice. Tomorrow, you will both report to my office at 06:00. I'm sending the pair of you to collect a batch of females from Vallion."
    " Bingo." Jace gave Fane a meaningful stare.
    The following morning, Fane and Jace listened patiently to a long speech about Vallion protocol from Gryd. They collected five hundred gold strips from the treasury and made their way to the