Prologue

“And there we go, that was the last one,” Sanja said and put down her screwdriver. She reached for her patient’s arm and pushed the two curved sheets made out of plastic, metal and synthetic skin back together. The parts fit in perfectly, only leaving behind a narrow line running along the length of the android’s arm. Sanja grabbed a magnetic multi-tool and made a set of short routine gestures, closing several locks that she couldn’t reach from the outside. “Go ahead, move it around. It should hold for the time being.”