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I should've sensed what she was capable of and ran the other way.
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We spent the next few days planning the whole thing out. If her
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little bowling-ball malfunction didn't show me what was really
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going in that head of hers, her proficiency at planning a murder
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should have.
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At the time all I thought was, "Sure, she's a robot, of course she
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would be good at planning a murder. It's how they think."
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It turned out she already had his clone wrapped around her finger.
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He was in love with her. He was engineered to be slow in the
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intelligence department; all he could really do was perform some
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menial tasks around the house. Somehow, though, she had managed to
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spark some dormant impulse deep within his genetic code and he had
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fallen for her. She assured me she could get him to do anything.
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Of course, we couldn't actually get him to, you know, commit the
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murder. There were too many fail-safes programmed into the genes of
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those...things. The triple indemnity clause was rarely invoked.
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Clones could still accidentally kill in the same way humans
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sometimes could, but they couldn't intentionally do it.
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Her husband - Walsh was his name - was due to attend a business
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meeting on IO in a month. She said that he always went on a space
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walk on the return trip. That was where we would do it. We'd murder
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him, let the clone take the blame, and ride off into the sunset
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with our bags of money.
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Easy, huh? At this point I trusted her with everything. Planning a
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murder together has a way of bringing people closer, whether you
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like it or not. She had me all wrapped up in the details and in the
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pictures she painted of our life together afterwards. There was
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only one catch. She was like the clone, it was impossible for her
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to actually kill Walsh. So, she turned to me and asked if I was
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prepared to kill someone. She told me it wouldn't be pretty and she
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would understand if I was queasy about it.
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Looking into those glossy blue eyes of hers, I didn't hesitate for
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a second. I said I'd kill him for her.
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