Two suit sporting goons stopped on our approach to the elevator. They both wore shades though it seemed pointless. Shai eyes don’t give anything away, after all.
“I’m an old friend of your boss,” I said.
“And this thing?” one of the goons asked as he pointed to Ninety-five.
“Some discount military hardware I’d like to unload on Izok,” I replied. “Let’s just say he fell off the back of a delivery ship.”
Ninety-five looked at me. “I am not stolen merchandise I am…”
I patted him on his metal back.
“Shut your interface hole and speak when spoken to, robot,” I said.
The head goon relayed my arrival to Izok. After a moment, he nodded to me. “He’ll see you.”
Another goon tried to scan me with his Sen Pen but was stopped.
“It’s ok,” the head goon said. “The boss says they’re cool.”
We were shown into the elevator. I punched the button for the penthouse and we were off.
“Deception was the inaccurate course of action in that situation ,” Ninety-five said in his cold tone. “My strategic programming indicated the best option was to shoot them in the face and take the elevator by force.”
“Well that doesn’t sound very strategic at all,” I replied. “I think your programming is on the fritz. Just let me do the talking.”