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Chapter 7 by u21098 u21098

Where to now?

Approaching sirens....

Leaving the building, you detect approaching sirens. Whilst normal humans would have run, your machine mind analysed the siren and realised it is of a variety used by the LAFD Ambulance service, confirmed by satellite (the nearest police unit was still two miles away, just leaving a franchise of a pastry snack outlet). You turned and faced the ambulance. There were two paramedics on board, a male and a female, your sensors note. They stopped directly ahead of you and got off. "Who are you lady? You OK" enquired the male, a caucasian, 5"9 with a muscular build and blonde hair. The female, an attractive 23 years old of Caucasian descent. Her 36C breats sat up an atheletic and slim torso, her long red hair tied back with freckles adorning her pretty face and accentuating her bright green eyes.

Your computer estimates a 47.3% chance of interruption even by the fastest conversion method. You could subdue them and convert at another location, or terminate them and use the vehicle for escape.

What to do now?

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