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Ysadora sighed with annoyance, staring at the still form of Daniel upon her couch, while Abraham was restraining a laugh at the scene.

“What am I going to do with him?!” she cried out.

“Couldn’t you have thought beforehand that someone might try to interrogate him?” Abraham asked ludicrously.

Ysadora blushed.

“I thought I would always stand in the way first.”

“I see,” Abraham sighed.

“I have no choice but to destroy him,” Ysadora decided.

“Wait a second! Can’t you just program him to lie when interrogated?”

“The evolution of his software is past such tinkering. After more than 9 years into our services without such need to manually manipulate his brain, his intelligence grew to be self-autonomous. Our orders or tinkering would just be interpreted as a possibility within amongst others. He’ll just then then interpret which possibility is the most advantageous to follow while remaining faithful to his core laws.”

Abraham suddenly looked up at Ysadora.

“He can process possibilities? See the most advantageous pattern, etc?”

Ysadora hesitated, surprised at such a question.

“Umm, yes, as far as we can see. Why?”

Abraham thought deeply, turning around the couch as if to better access the unconscious Daniel.

“That could work marvellously,” he softly spoke to himself.

“What could?” Ysadora asked roughly, annoyed to be ignored.

“Ysa, reanimate him and order him to meet me in my office after my meeting,” Abraham ordered. He paused, before adding: “Please.”

“Are you sure?” Ysadora asked.

“Trust me; he’s going to be quite useful.”

”Can you at least tell me why?” she asked once again.

Abraham hesitated.

“It’s a gut feeling I have as a chaos theorist. The Universe is supposed to follow the law of entropy. Which means that with each passing moment, it should become more chaotic: more variables happens exponentially. But against all odds, that’s not what’s happening. The Universe seem instead to follow a form of order, of a cycle. If that’s true, then even major events in human History and human evolution should follow that order as well.”

“And? How will that be useful?” she asked, lightly puzzled.

“I don’t know. That’s why I need to ask Daniel. Until then, I can’t give a straight answer.

Ysadora sighed.

“Fine. But make sure he stays within this building, and that none other but the four of us contact him.”

“I understand. I’ll let you take care of him, I have to go to my meeting,” he finished, kissing her quickly on the cheek.

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Daniel entered Abraham’s office as the sun began to set.

“You wished to see me, sir?”

“Daniel! Yes, thank you for coming. Please sit down,” Abraham asked, moving around his desk and leaning against it, facing Daniel as the latter obediently sat down.

“I don’t myself know what I am looking for, so your job will be hard. I need you to collect every major events of History. Absolutely everything that shaped it, that are indisputable turning points.”

“How far do you wish me to go?” Daniel simply asked.

“As far as you can. But I need you do to something else with that information. Find me a constant pattern between those events.”

“What specific constant pattern between those events do you wish me to find, sir?” Daniel asked.

“I don’t even know. That’s why I said that your job will be hard,” Abraham admitted.

“Very well, sir. I will do my utmost best,” Daniel formally accepted.

“Thanks, Daniel,” Abrahan said, sighing in relief as he stood up and walked back behind his desk.

“You are welcome, sir.”

Abraham gazed up, realizing that Daniel was still seated, looking straight at him. He sighed:

“You are dismissed.”

“Yes, Mr. Abraham,” Daniel acknowledged, rising from his seat and starting for the door.

“Oh, and Daniel?” Abraham suddenly realized.

“Yes, Mr. Solomon?”

“Please confine your movements between Ysadora, Randall and my own offices until your research is done and told otherwise.”

“As you wish, Mr. Solomon.”

Abraham let out a sigh of relief as Daniel left his office. The first step for his plan was underway. Now came the hardest one: convincing an honest man to play dirty.

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