Enhanced

She was dressed in a sleek, tight fitting leather dress with a sparkling silver belt that hung loosely around her waist. It was more for show that anything else. It was a pity she was more machine now than human. She would have definitely fit in somewhere on my menu although it seemed that sex was the furthest thing from her mind right now. How would I know this? It was probably the gun she held pointed at me, though this was just a guess.

“What do you want, Janna?”

“Information.”

“I don’t have any information for you.” She could tell I was lying, but I had to at least try and keep her from getting my knowledge, though that’s exactly what was supposed to happen.

“Quit beating around the bush,” she said, then instantly clamped her mouth shut as a wide grin stretched across my face. “Why are men always thinking about sex?”

She crossed to me and sat on the edge of the bed, gun still pointed at my head. I slowly turned onto my side, my hand nonchalantly sliding under the pillow where I kept my own gun. Hopefully I wouldn’t need it.

She reached her other hand to my ear, cupping it in her palm as if to bring me to her for a kiss.

“Just get on with it and quit teasing me.”

It was her turn to smile. “You know,” she said. “If you weren’t working for the enemy, we’d make a great team together, and I’m not just talking about spy games.” Her smile faded as she found the tiny input/output jack hidden just behind my ear. She pulled the male receptor out and brought it up to her own head. A tiny wire stretched out from my head covering the short distance between us.

“You don’t want to do this, Janna. You’re fixing to make a big mistake.” There, I’d said it, I’d given all the warning I could give.

“I’ll be the one to decide that,” she said, then plugged me into her skull.

In the space of a heartbeat, we swapped information. The only problem for her was, the information I carried was tainted with a virus. She recognized it instantly and jerked away, too late. The gun dropped to the bed and she fell to the floor as my output jack popped out of her head and retracted into my skull.

Her body thrashed and convulsed as the virus fried the artificial circuits and servomotors throughout her body. Her mission was to extract the information and kill me, but I had enhanced upgrades to my brain that she hadn’t anticipated.

Another point for me.

Now what was I to do with the information she was carrying? It was mine now, and giving to the right people, could make me a very rich man…or a very dead one.