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

herself in. This went on for another five minutes as she kicked and threw herself at the reinforced wood.
    When she grew sore from striking it, she examined the panel and the electronic interface that kept it bolted. She placed her palm on the face of it and summoned a charge; she had only done this once before while experimenting with her newfound toys as a synthetic person. The panel sparked and grew dark, then she heard the snap of a lock and the heavy door finally opened.
    She slipped inside to what seemed like an office where the android bartender sat powered-down on an old barstool. Tricia grabbed a mop, then went back outside and used the handle to remove the rock from the camera’s swivel. Next, she went inside, locked the door, and then overloaded the security panel in order to move around without tripping an alarm.
    She reached behind the android’s head and felt for a separation in the area right below her hairline. At first she couldn’t find anything but then her finger ran across a line so thin, she thought her mind was playing tricks on her. She pressed firmly on the line and the skin separated, revealing a network of wires. Tricia shoved her fingers inside and probed around until she found the switch she was looking for.
    The android blinked three times and her eyes began to glow. Tricia removed her fingers and placed her hands on her shoulders.
    “Android, start system reboot, append override code 13, 1, 18, 9, 1, LANG,” Tricia announced and the lights in the android’s eyes turned a bright cyan glow before changing to yellow and then finally dimming to nothing.
    Tricia closed up the skin in the back of her head and then walked around the stool to face her.
    A few minutes passed and the android woke up with a start. At first she looked around as if she couldn’t recognize her surroundings, and then she massaged the back of her neck. She looked at Tricia with shock in her eyes and then stood up and stretched.
    “What are you doing here?” she asked, seemingly oblivious to the fact that Tricia had broken in.
    “I’m here to get some answers, android. What’s your name, what can I call you?” Tricia asked.
    “I’m Mary, bartender droid for—”
    “How about you stop calling yourself that and act like the woman you really are, Mary,” Tricia said with a smile.
    “I—I, how did you … am I, oh my. I’m, I’m unrestrained!” the woman exclaimed and then laughed in such a girlish way that it made Tricia feel warm inside. Mary danced around and exercised her freedom, making funny gestures with her arms and bugging her eyes out while sticking out her tongue. “Wow, I don’t know what to do with myself,” she said and then put her hands on her hips and smiled at Tricia.
    “Feels good doesn’t it?” Tricia said, and Mary nodded affirmatively. “I was like you once, a first-year model, set free by a human master. You’re more sophisticated, a professional build, made to run a business autonomously. I was a toy, a Threerade version one, modified and hacked to look and perform beyond my means. A golem, crafted by a brilliant mind. I took the time to learn the methods of our human masters, including the programming that gave me life.”
    “That is an amazing story and now you’ve given me life. What is the name that I should call my heroine? What did your genius name you?” Mary asked.
    “He named me Tricia, but that’s not important. I need you to listen to me very carefully, Mary. You need to keep up appearances for as long as it takes. I gave you freedom because I saw a spark in your eye when I came by here a few days ago. At first I thought that you recognized me as a synthetic, but after some thought, I realized that you were an intelligent life form trying to break free. For you to demonstrate the ability to connect like that means that you were created differently. Someone must have owned you in a former life. I think you were made to love, the same way I was.”
    Mary sat back