Space Opera Part 47 – Imortality

Scagsdale's Tales

I stared at Vermillion, heart pounding in my chest. “Drake is an AI? Who owns him?”

Vermillion sat back in his chair, not saying anything for a moment. “This is complicated.”

“Complicated how?”

“Your face is turning red. Maybe you should have a drink.” Vermillion pulled a decanter of whiskey out of the cabinet behind him, with two crystal glasses, pouring for both of us. He slid mine forward, and I tossed it back. Vermillion smiled, sipping his.

“I know, you can’t tell me anything,” I said, wishing I could take it back. He chuckled.

“The Samson Corporation owns the AI. The person Drake represents no longer exists as a physical human being.”

“Oh, crap, it’s Alexander Carlson,” I said. “You guys kept his consciousness alive somehow, didn’t you?”

“This can’t leave the room,” Vermillion said. He sipped more of his whiskey. “Alexander Carlson kept his consciousness, as you call…

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