"You didn't mean what, Neo?"
Neo stared at the screen, thumb already hovering near the button that would end the call. For a very tempting instant, he considered pressing it and pretending the whole thing had been a tragic accident caused by technology, exhaustion, and the universe's obvious desire to make his life irritating.
The problem was that Vivienne Mourne had already seen him, already seen the room behind him, and judging by the small curve at her mouth, she had no intention of letting him escape that easily.
