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Juliet! My daemon has made contact!” “Yes!” Juliet pumped her fist, speaking aloud. She cringed, embarrassed by the outburst, but the pedestrians on the busy sidewalk ignored her. “I have an encrypted back door into the Port Security network. My daemon shared its activity log with me, and it did a wonderful job disguising its actions. I’m calling him home.” “Him?” “Yes. I’ve named him Fido.” Juliet choked out a short laugh but caught herself, afraid she’d hurt Angel’s feelings. “You named him Fido?” “Yes, Juliet! He’s a very good boy.” “Oh my …” Juliet shook her head, trying to wrap her mind around the idea that her PAI had given birth to a partially conscious daemon and given it the name of a dog. “Is something wrong?” Angel pressed as Juliet made the last turn toward her destination. “No, Angel. Nothing at all. You surprised me, that’s all. You always surprise me, and I love it. Tell Fido I said thanks.
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