Chapter 64: Intentions
They didn't think Phoenix could hear them, but she could.
The whish of the automatic door had woken her, but she'd kept her eyes pinned shut. Her mind was much stronger now, less clouded than before. She could focus, she could reason, she could think. Almost, she could remember. And with fewer bandages now covering the injuries on her head, she could hear quite clearly.
They were standing right outside her door, arguing in hushed voices. They must have inched too close to the automatic sensor, she guessed, and the door to her room had slid open. But they were too absorbed in their conversation to notice. She could just about make out their words.
The Developer was one of them. She recognized his voice, the nasal whine, the occasional stammer when his brain moved too fast for his lips.