“I knew what he would do because it's what I would do.

I woke up to a notice that my retainer had been cancelled. Either I had been fired from the department, or someone who looked just like me had committed a murder.”

“The whole place was a mess, soaked in rainwater and reclaimed by the swamp. It was a total garbage heap and I had no confidence we'd find anything of value. And that's when we got attacked by a fucking ghost.”

“There is a protocol for unwanted or obsolete androids, a key phrase you speak to us to shut us down. Then you call Samsung or Apple or whatever and they can either pick us up or you can drop us off at any retail location for recycling. Sandy hadn’t written down my key phrase and the new family couldn’t be bothered to google it. They told me to “Get lost.” So I did.”