Chapter 890

• "Murder somebody? How much was their DNA worth?" I postulated. "I pay the cost, or somebody pays it for me. You are calling me naïve? I'm not murdering somebody. I'm repossessing their DNA. Mr. DeYoung, I'm not a lawyer, so I am not approaching this from a limited field of vision like you are. I live in the World."
• "Oddly enough, I've had some recent encounters with real slavery and that has convinced me that I'll go down standing up, thank you very much," I grinned. "In case that was misconstrued; my DNA is mine, no legal precedent will change that and I'm more than willing to put bodies in the ground to keep it so."
• "You sound like an anarchist," Mr. Cherrie chimed in.