I held my head and just groaned after being treated like a criminal for a few minutes. How undignified. At least I got to prove that I was innocent.
It was horrible that anyone would use my machines as combat weapons. I have the only robots firm in Hollandus Landing, and my business might be a handful in the state of Wisconsin.
I just hoped that my name would be cleared soon enough. It would be horrifying if this spread to the rest of my family here and also my cousins, aunts, and uncles down in Rabat.
I then looked at a cabinet that I kept locked for a reason and just imagined myself using what was in there if anyone tries to trifle with me.
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