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Kaleb relaxed and picked up the bag. \u201cWhere should I\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla said, \u201cCome to the study with me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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The study door was closed, and Kaleb couldn\u2019t get it open.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla said, \u201cIt\u2019s locked with biometric access.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her research involved tons of documents and references. Even though she trusted Meryll, she wasn\u2019t about to leave her study open for anyone to walk in.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kaleb looked over the door and spotted a tiny, nearly invisible camera in the frame. The second Ayla stepped in front of it, the door clicked open automatically. It responded in under a second-smooth and precise.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kaleb stared in disbelief. Anything that was this precise did not work that fast. The vice versa was true, at get that system? Send me\u00a0<\/p>\n
least for everything on the market. He wanted one of this too. \u201cWhere did,\u00a0<\/p>\n
the link.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla walked inside. \u201cI modified it. I made the recognition sharper. You can\u2019t buy it anywhere.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kaleb said nothing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He\u2019d been impressed before, but stepping into her study left him completely stunned.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The room was over 300 square feet-huge for a study. An entire wall was filled from floor to ceiling with shelves packed full of research materials.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Even more impressive were the four massive monitors and the compact home supercomputer. That model alone cost millions and had insane computing power.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kaleb shot a look at Ayla.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla didn\u2019t notice his expression. She pointed toward the desk. \u201cSet it down there.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kaleb followed her directions and placed the bag down. The\u00a0<\/p>\n
cover.\u00a0<\/p>\n
he grabbed a file from the side and read the\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cRemote Intelligence Agent Research.\u201d He blinked, his head already starting to ache. \u201cWhat even is this?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla said, \u201cMy research focuses on space exploration.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cStop. Don\u2019t bother. I don\u2019t get any of that.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla still went on. \u201cIt\u2019s not as complicated as it sounds. I\u2019m optimizing obstacle-avoidance algorithms. Think of a Mars rover-or remote surgery, where a camera captures precise data from the surgical site. Because signals in deep space face delays and interference, we need multiple intelligent agents working together to compensate.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Kaleb replied lazily, \u201cSure, I get it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla went quiet.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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He didn\u2019t get it at all. But he had a feeling Ayla had chosen that field because of their mother. Juliana worked in aerospace research too.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Since he wasn\u2019t interested, Ayla dropped the subject. \u201cCome on. I\u2019ll show you your room.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kaleb blinked. \u201cMy room?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah,\u201d Ayla said. \u201cThe one I saved for you. It\u2019s the smallest one.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kaleb frowned, pretending to be annoyed. But as he followed her, something warm flickered inside him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She actually thinks about me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
At least she cares.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The room Ayla prepared for him was smaller than her study but still large, with a spacious bathroom attached.\u00a0<\/p>\n
On the nightstand sat a framed photo of Kaleb as a toddler, wearing training pants.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His face darkened. He grabbed the frame, turned it face down, then pulled the drawer open and shoved it inside.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla looked calm. \u201cEverything you need is here. You know the code. Come by whenever you want.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kaleb scoffed. \u201cToday\u2019s an exception. Who\u2019d want to come here anyway?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla smirked. \u201cFine. Suit yourself. Having one less loudmouth around might help me live longer.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Kaleb didn\u2019t say anything, but curiosity took over. It was his first time there, and he wanted to see everything.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He walked into Ayla\u2019s bedroom, the main bedroom. The floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the Trensea skyline. He actually liked it. He stood there for a while, staring at the city lights, then moved on.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He noticed a moon-shaped ornament on her vanity and mocked her for having such awful taste. Ayla\u2019s glare hit him like a knife more than once.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The apartment had several guest rooms, a home theater, and a gym. When he stepped out onto the balcony, he found a small private pool-something only the top-floor residents had. After checking the whole place, Kaleb had to admit he liked it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
One of the guest rooms had been turned into an art studio. When Ayla felt stressed or stuck on her research, she painted to clear her mind.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Both Ayla and Kaleb had grown up under Juliana\u2019s strict rules. They had been trained in every area\u2014 academics, sports, and the arts-so both developed refined taste.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Kaleb paused in front of one of Ayla\u2019s paintings, a bamboo piece. His eyebrows lifted in surprise. It looked incredible.\u00a0<\/p>\n
For once, he didn\u2019t insult her. Instead, he spoke with dry humor. \u201cIf Henry saw these, he\u2019d probably be crushed. If he\u2019d known you\u2019d turn out this good, he never would\u2019ve kicked you out, rebel or not. He wouldn\u2019t be embarrassed by those pathetic students he kept and ruin his reputation.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla learned fast, and painting was no different.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her mind worked in patterns and space, so she loved abstract ink paintings that showed symmetry and depth. They reminded her of mathematical formulas.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She especially loved painting bamboo.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When Ayla was little, she had a mischievous streak and used to sneak off with Henry\u2019s paintings. Now, several of them hung proudly, framed, in her studio.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Back then, she never took painting seriously. She\u2019d practice for a few days, then slack off for a few more. She loved causing trouble too. The truth was, she had too many interests and not enough focus. Henry thought she was too restless to ever make something of herself, so he gave up on teaching her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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