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Your brows furrowed.

Connor? Why would they—don't tell me they're getting suspicious.

"I'm sorry, but what about his progress? Connor's missions?"

I can't afford extra attention on Connor, not now. The time is growing closer. I have to protect him.

The woman director chuckled and you did your best to control the scowl that wanted to be released at the sound.

"There you again, Doctor (Y/N)." At your arched brow, she continued. "You're letting your creations get too close to you. You must watch yourself or we would have to take measures like we did with Kamski—"

"Eli," your nickname for him slipped but you corrected yourself by clearing your throat, "Mr.Kamski left the company due to this board refusing to entertain his ideas for androids any further. All of you could not handle the change he wanted to create for the future of androids and therefore this company." You tilted your head at them, a slight smirk playing on your lips. "Funny how you agreed to produce the RK series anyways after a few years of Kamski's departure."

"That," the aged director of security began, face cold, "has nothing to do with what we are agreed to discuss in this meeting. And you are fully aware that you are the one who brought up the little blueprints Kamski had to make the RK800 series, we just happened to. . ." At the man's pause, the woman jumped in with a simper.

"We just happened to concede to you on creating such an advanced android that is able to accomplish any mission that is given to him crime related. At least," her eyes gleamed and you were sure that it was with superiority, "that's what it's directive is supposed to be but it seems to be straying from it despite it being able to locate Jericho."

You bit the inside of your cheek, tightening your interlocked hands upon the white table.

"I believe you meant you finally conceded to me due to all of you realizing the amount of money the RK series can give all of you as well as influence." What you speak of is truth, CyberLife is greedy. The same thing can be said about the President due to her ties with them as well. But there's more to the RK series then one might assume. A lot more. It's evident in Markus and slowly Connor. CyberLife is misreading the series however, clearly. "And do not play coy. You are fully aware of the measures that can be taken if Connor doesn't follow his directive, but that's been his mission all along. Hasn't it?"

You were glaring openly at both of them and they had their own narrowed eyes at you as a few beats of silence passed. The director of security straightened in his leather seat.

"Let's stop speaking about this, Doctor (Y/N). We aren't here to discuss conspiracies and answers to said conspiracies since we are already aware of them."

That's what you guys think, you thought as you held back from narrowing your eyes further. CyberLife think they know the answers that Connor is trying to find, or tried to find with Kamski. RA9 and deviancy. But I know the truth. And it has nothing to do with Markus and Connor being connected to the odd legendary code. The RK series, such a secret project but it's not that secret at all. They don't know the truth about RA9, and despite me wishing to see them squirm at the truth it's best I leave it be and let them think they're all-knowing.

"Let us move on with your briefing of Thirium 317. We'll discuss the RK800 at a later time." You wanted to laugh at the man's words, but held back. They think they will have another time? They think they have any sort of time? As long as Connor—no, RA9—continue to make the choices of their chosen labyrinth then CyberLife won't have any sort of control at all.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 07, 2018 ⏰

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