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Chapter 32
hett and Ana cuddled in their bed in the warm R“ darkness. A breeze tried to cool their room but gave up when it discovered no other open windows or doors to flow through.
“Ralph,” Ana whispered after making love,
“what would you like to do after this? Do you want to be in the military forever?”
Ralph sighed, “I’ve been giving that a lot of thought lately. Most of our time here has been
‘Hurry up and Wait.’ Lots of time to think. What do you think about becoming Day Traders, Hon?”
“On the stock market?”
“No, Ana. On the peanut market. Of course, on the stock market! I would like to make money on my own and disengage from the military if the opportunity presents itself.”
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Ana thought. “Well, how could we disengage?
Our Com software is always on and can be tracked. If I turn it off, everyone will instantly know something is wrong. We would need something unusual to happen to make it seem legitimate. Rhett, I can’t see a way out. The military will own us forever like any piece of equipment!”
“True,” said Rhett. “And if we don’t do our jobs and piss him off, we know how Lance feels about equipment that isn’t useful anymore. The bomb in our brain doesn’t help at all,” he said with a shiver.
“I’ve never felt so hopeless in either of my lives,” said Ana.
“Easy Hon. Let’s just stand by and be prepared. Just in case something presents itself, I’ve started opening trading accounts with AI's money to make us look like a human couple. I’ve transferred funds into regular trading accounts.
We need to build up the ‘kitty’ to buy Day Trading accounts.”
Ana kissed him on the cheek. “You always make me feel better. Nothing’s changed, but now I have a little hope. Thanks. Is there a big risk in 252
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trading, Rhett?” Ana said as she moved slowly and rhythmically against him.
“No. We have enough nano-gel brainpower to research stocks thoroughly while it looks to the outside world as if we’re just sitting around.
Speaking of nothing particular, what are you doing?”
Ana smiled sweetly. “Well, you know the phrase ‘Save a horse, ride a cowboy? Well, that.”
“You are the love of my life,” Rhett said as he held her tightly. “Do you like broncos?” he whispered in her ear.
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