By Taurus
Part 6 – incarceration_primer
Having just completed no fewer than twenty phone calls back and forth between his gym and his clients in order to clear his agenda for not just the following week as Matt requested, but for the whole month – Luke felt a sense of exhaustion wash over him.
Matt’s interfacing program was relatively refined, but Luke was used to coordinating bodily movement with the implant, less so the intensive mental work that his testing entailed.
Whatever his reasons were, Luke was already rich. With how hard he was working, he had earned himself a long overdue holiday.
As Luke took off a pair of briefs – the last of his “pajamas” – to prepare for sleep, his robot butler notified Luke of a call he had to take.
The caller was Matt. Figures.
