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deliver doesn’t work. I need another copy so I can close the deal.”
     
    Elisa let out a dramatic laugh. “That’s preposterous!”
     
    “That’s why your lawyer’s here,” Ryles says.
     
    Ryles pulls out of her coat, a rolled up piece of net-paper, and pass it to Elisa’s lawyer. Elisa and Aalin look at each other. Both their smiles are gone.
     
    Elisa’s lawyer begins to read, and then taps the net-paper and swipes upwards, scrolling through the text. He stops then compares Zota’s signature on another net-paper document, with that of the document Ryles provides. He scans over both document with the face of his left palm. A light-blue beam washes over both documents. After about five minutes, a low chime emits from the lawyer’s hand. A green light flickers on and stays steady.
     
    “Well Wellington?” Elisa asks the lawyer.
     
    “The biometric signatures on this contract between Miss Ryles, and Mister Citysun are authentic.
     
    Wellington approaches Elisa with both net-paper documents, but Aalin intercepts it. After Aalin reads the documents, he turns to Elisa, nods, and then hands them over to her. Elisa flicks at the net-paper, whizzing through the contract. She stops at the dollar amounts, and then to the biometric signatures. She studies Ryles image, a younger version, and bristles.
     
    “So, how much am I receiving, as Zota’s legal beneficiary?” Elisa asks. Wellington nods in agreement.
     
    “Well my cut’s twenty percent, leaving Zota one-point-six million,” Ryles said.
    Aalin Flashes Elisa a look. “Really?” Elisa meets his eyes, and then she focuses back on Ryles. “Well, how does this all transpire?”
     
    “Same as always. I close the deal, get my cut, forward the rest to the seller,” Ryles says.
     
    Elisa and Aalin laugh. “We may be plutocrats , but we’re not above worrying about money. How can we be sure you won’t take the prize and run?” Aalin asks.
     
    “You guys are obviously new to this,” Ryles says. “Zota was green, but even he knew better than too…”
     
    Before Ryles can react, Aalin pulls an auto-pistol on her, and two red dots dance around her forehead like fireflies.
     
    “Whoa.” Ryles smirks. “You damn government net-paper pushers are trying to hustle me? Do you know who the buyer is?”
     
    “For that kind of money there’s only one place,” Ryles says. Aalin and Elisa look to each other. “That’s right.”
     
    “You think you two can just stroll into the bazaar?” Ryles asks. “I know people with new money can do some stupid things, but don’t make this one of them?”
     
    “Oh no. You’re going to take care of the formalities,” Elisa says. Elisa turns to see the look of apprehension on Wellington’s face.
     
    “Thank you for your time,” Aalin waves Wellington away with his un-bandaged hand. Wellington hesitates and meets Elisa’s eyes.
     
    “It’s all right, I’ll ring you tomorrow,” Elisa says.
     
    Wellington clutches his briefcase, and then rises. He nods approvingly at Ryles, and then walks around the table toward the front door. When Wellington passes Ryles, she grabs him tightly against her bosom, and then presses the nose of her drawn pistol to his temple. Aalin holds out his hand un-bandaged hand toward Ryles with even calm across his face.
     
    Wondering how I got past your security with this, huh? Well, I’d ask whoever did your security,” Ryles says to Elisa.
    Elisa glares at Aalin. Ryles grins and then eyes Aalin, Elisa, and the two shadows on the second-story landing picked up by her sunglasses’ heads-up-display.
     
    “Please leave Wellington out of this. He has a wife and child to go home to,” Elisa says.
     
    “How big of you. Here I am just trying not to get shot at by the two jokers on the second floor. How selfish of me,” Ryles says. Elisa grits her teeth.
     
    The front door slides open once Ryles steps on the pad in front of it. She steps backwards through the door with