Free Single Wired Female (Wired for Love Book 2) by Greg Dragon

programmed to do whatever they wanted? Imagine the implications if such a thing could work? The removal of world leaders in order to put in restrained androids … the enemies of rich, powerful people. What if that android was the beginning of a much bigger plot and you are merely a necessary distraction to carry on the façade?”
    Sal didn’t say anything, but his dark lips became a line as he stared at her intently as she continued to speak.
    “The killer, who was made to look like Ronald, comes in with this android. They do something to grab her memories, speech, and behavior, then they kill her and change the android to be her twin. These suppositions may sound like science fiction to you, Sal, but I think that they are real. The android is given all of Bonnie’s memories, and then wounded similarly so that the switch could happen. She was barely caught on film, which was their one mistake, but…” Tricia grew quiet, her mind hitting a barrier when it came to telling Sal her full truth.
    “But what, Bonnie?” he asked dryly.
    “But they didn’t account for the android regaining her real memories and realizing that she isn’t Bonnie.”
    Salvatore Minstretta stood up suddenly and ran his fingers through his slick, black hair. “I’m gonna get you a personal device, kid. I’m also gonna get you a security detail as soon as I can get the paperwork in. You’ve presented a different angle, albeit a crazy one that sounds like the kind of movie my mom likes. I think I needed that to clear my head and get me going again. You did that and I appreciate it. I’m gonna leave you to it while I head back home to think all of this over.”
    Tricia smiled when he said this because it was what she expected. Sal was too practical a man to believe the whole android story, but he would now see the clues whenever they presented themselves, and in time he would realize that everything she said was true. She walked over, hugged him, and then saw him out a few minutes later. When she looked at the clock it was 1:00 a.m. and she remembered her original reason for coming back to the apartment.
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    It was 1:30 a.m. when Tricia left her apartment again to seek out the android that worked at the bar. Her feet were sore and her legs tired but she ignored it and walked past the apartment gates to the trolley that ran to the docks. A few tourists were already aboard and they seemed to be enjoying themselves. The trolley seemed deliberately slow to influence guests to mingle. A robot server was rolling around, advertising its wares through holographic images.
    When it got to Tricia it made her smile. It felt good to know that even a machine was fooled by her appearance. It gave her hope and renewed confidence that she would be able to stay undercover. She shook her head at the machine and then sat back to look at the people on board.
    The trolley came to a stop in the middle of the harbor and she hopped off and walked towards the bar where the android server worked. When she got near the place, she sat on a bench and pretended to be looking through her bag. The android girl was closing up so Tricia waited until the lights were out.
    After an hour passed, a car floated down and a heavyset man stepped out. He went inside for about fifteen minutes, then jumped back into his car and took off.
    When he was gone, Tricia approached the place and then circled to the rear to look for a door. A cheap camera was swiveling back and forth, taking in the image of any would-be burglars. She slipped in from the side where it could not see her and then climbed on top of a trashcan in order to wedge a rock against its wheel. The camera stopped swiveling and looked out and to the left, so she approached the door, put her palm against the panel, and waited to see if it would open.
    Nothing happened and she tried several tricks that she had picked up from watching television. The door was stubborn and barred her from entering so she tried to force