“He has no idea. The first test I ran on the doctored unit was on William. Quite a success, and it made things so much easier. I could direct him to adjust each unit I wanted. He’s quicker, more adept electronically than I. He actually helped me refine the design and personalize the one I sent to Senator Pearly.”
“Why?”
“Another test. He was very vocal about the misuse of subliminals. He enjoyed games, as I’m sure you’ve discovered, but he continually pushed for regulations. Censorship, if you ask me. He stuck his nose into pornography, consenting adult dual controls, commercial advertising and its use of suggestion, all manner of things. I thought of him as my sacrificial lamb.”
“How did you gain access to his brain pattern?”
“William. He’s very clever. It took him several weeks of intense work, but he managed to hack through security.” She angled her head, enjoying the moment. “At the top level of NY
PSD as well. He injected a virus there. Just to keep your EDD men occupied.”
“And that’s where you accessed my pattern.”
“Indeed it is. He has a soft heart, my William, it would pain him horribly to know he had a vital part in coercion.”
“But you used him, you made him part of it. And it doesn’t pain you at all.”
“No, it doesn’t. William made it all possible. And if not him, there would have been another.”
“He loves you. You can see it.”
“Oh please.” It made her laugh. “He’s a puppy. All men are when it comes to an attractive female form. They simply sit up and beg. That’s amusing, occasionally irritating, and always useful.” Intrigued, she touched her tongue to her top lip. “Don’t tell me you haven’t used your basic female advantage on Roarke.”
“We don’t use each other.”
“You’re missing a simple advantage.” But Reeanna flicked it away. “The esteemed Dr. Mira would label me a sociopath with violent tendencies and a driving need for control. A pathological liar with an unhealthy, even dangerous fascination with death.”
Eve waited a beat. “And would you agree with that analysis, Dr. Ott?”
“Yes, indeed. My mother self-terminated when I was six. My father never got over it. He turned me over to my grandparents and wandered off to heal. I don’t believe he ever did. But I saw my mother’s face after she’d taken the lethal handful of pills. She looked quite beautiful and very happy. So why shouldn’t death, taken, be an enjoyable experience.”
“Try it,” Eve suggested, “and see.” Then she smiled. “I’ll help you.”
“One day, perhaps. After I’ve completed my study.”
“We’re laboratory rats then; not toys, not games, but experiments. Droids for dissecting.”
“Yes. Young Drew. I regretted that because he was young and had potential. I’d consulted with him, rashly I see now, when William and I were working on the Olympus Resort. He fell in love with me. So young. I was flattered, and William’s very tolerant of outside distractions.”
“He just knew too much, so you sent him a modified unit and told him to hang himself.”
“Basically. It wouldn’t have been necessary, but he didn’t want to let the relationship die. It meant he had to, before he lost that glaze infatuation puts over a man’s eyes, and looked too closely.”
“You stripped your victims,” Eve added. “The final humiliation?”
“No.” Reeanna appeared shocked and insulted by the idea. “Not at all. Basic symbolism. We’re born naked, and naked we die. We complete the circle. Drew died happy. They all did. No suffering, no pain at all. Joy, in fact. I’m not a monster, Eve. I’m a scientist.”
“No, you’re a monster, Reeanna. And these days, society puts their monsters in a cage and keeps them there. You won’t be happy in a cage.”
“It won’t happen. Jess will pay. You’ll fight to put him there after my report tomorrow. And if you can’t make the coercion charges stick, you’ll always believe he was responsible. And when there are others, I’ll be very select, very careful, and I’ll see to it that each subject self-terminates well out of your range. You won’t be bothered by it again.”
“You arranged for two in my range.” A sickness churned in her stomach. “To get my attention.”
“In part. I did want to watch you at work. Watch you closely, step by step. Just to see if you were as good as reported. You detested Fitzhugh, and I thought why not do my new friend Eve a little favor? He was a pompous ass, an irritant to society, and a very poor game player. I wanted his death to be bloody. He preferred blood games, you know. I never met him in person, but matched with him in cyberspace now and again. A poor loser.”
“He had family,” Eve managed. “Like Pearly, Mathias, and Cerise Devane.”
“Oh, life goes on.” She waved a dismissing hand. “All will adjust. That’s human nature. And as for Cerise, she was no more maternal than an alley cat. It was all ambition with her. She bored me senseless. The most entertainment she ever provided was dying on camera. What a smile. They all smiled. That was my little joke—and my gift to them. The final suggestion. Die, it’s so beautiful, it’s amusing, and so joyful. Die and experience the pleasure. They died experiencing the pleasure.”