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You are Christopher.

“The chip’s talking too much,” I tell Daniels. “It’s getting in my face, and
Lydia’s going to notice that something’s not right.”

Daniels sighs. “We put everything we know about the Christopher-Lydia
relationship into that chip, so of course it’s gonna have a lot to say. I’ve already told
you, just think of it as your conscience.”

“My conscience doesn’t speak from my back teeth.”

“It does now,” Daniels says. “But it won’t last long. The shrinks say that
Lydia would have given Christopher the heave-ho in another six weeks if he hadn’t
been killed, and now they tell me that she won’t stay with the resurrected version for
more than another three months. Then you’ll be out on your butt, she’ll do her thing,
and everybody’ll be happy. Including Willie Todd.”
 What about me?

You’ll be happy too, because I’m you. Isn’t that what you keep telling me?
Now back off. Daniels sounds like he might be pissed off, and I don’t want him
pissed off. Not at me, anyway.

Why? You scared of him?

No. But I know where my bread’s buttered.

“Thanks, Danny,” I say. “We just had a bad morning, that’s all. Sorry I
griped.”

The phone is voice-only, but I can sense his grin. “No problem. You need a
pep talk, I’m your guy. And if you feel like chewing my ass, that’s cool too. After
all, you’re Christopher now, and Christopher once told me that he wanted to rip off
my head and shit down my neck.”

“Why’d he — I mean why’d I —” We.

“— do that?”

“Because I told him he was fucking up Lydia’s creative process,” Daniels
says. “Which he was. But I shouldn’t have told him so. She was going to dump you
anyway.”

Or maybe I would have dumped her. Smug asshole never considers that.

I remember Lydia’s rage this morning. No matter how beautiful and talented
she is, that sort of thing can wear a man down. “I think she might be about
half-crazy,” I say.

Daniels laughs. “The bitch is a genius. What do you expect?”