2012

Now that I was finally sitting in front of Chas’ computer, I was not sure where to begin.      I took some time to browse the names of the files on Chas’ computer; looking for anything that may have been related to the compassion command that I had been getting.      When my file search…

It was midnight; time to find out what Chas was hiding and hopefully find out about the compassion command once and for all. Somehow, Noella was able to secure a police cruiser that would allow her to stay near the labs unnoticed. I did not even bother questioning her on how she got it and…

  Lily met me in front of Noella’s the next morning, just as we agreed.    “Come on up,” Noella said, inviting us in, but Lily looked hesitant.    “You can trust me Lily…I promise that Noella will be able to help you.” “It is not that…” Lily paused before continuing, “It is just…well…Ardis, what…

I arrived home after questioning Lily and was surprised to see Chas home waiting up for me. After his angry outburst over my questioning about the compassion command, we had been working very hard at avoiding one another. “There you are!  I have been waiting for you!  It looks like some problems just take care…

  Although I was receiving so many mourning responses over Frida’s death, I knew that the best way to get to the bottom of all the going-ons in Lunar Lakes was to continue with my investigation.    I approached Lily and Martin’s home, knowing that this would be my toughest line of questioning yet.  How…

After my visit with Priscilla, I headed home because I knew that Lily would not be home from the labs and I could not waltz into her lab with my accusations.  Not with the other scientists listening in.    Chas had finally replaced our TV and I decided to try it out.     From where…

I found Priscilla right where I thought I would; standing near the headstone of her bot mate Aron.  This of course being the first burial of its kind for a bot.  In the past, bots that were destroyed were turned into scrap metal. But, somehow that fate did not seem fitting for President Aron, so…

Although my visit with the humans was insightful, it did nothing to bring me any closer to finding President Aron’s killer.  I realized that as I walked into his office, my new office, the next morning. As I walked toward the desk, I recalled the way President Aron was sitting on the edge of his…

After leaving City Hall, it was time to visit the humans.  To avoid being questioned by my limo driver,  I hopped on a bike that I had recently purchased and started up the hill; hoping that no one saw me. Riding the bike allowed me time to process what I would say to the humans. …