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ERIC NYLUND

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"Done," Cortana said. The irritation at having been silenced

for the last five minutes was like barbed wire in her voice. "What

precisely was all that about? Teach the Master Chief a lesson?

Giving him a choice? Save one man instead of billions?"

Dr. Halsey ignored her and rapidly typed in commands on her

keyboard. "Give me access to your core coordinates

four-four-seven."

"Block removed," Cortana said with an exasperated sigh.

"Are you going to answer my question?"

"I'm tired of sacrificing others for the 'greater good,' " Dr.

Halsey replied. "It never stops, Cortana ... and we're running

out of people to sacrifice." She tapped in a final command for the

memory-wiping worm function and punched the

ENTER

key.

"What—"

"I'm erasing your files on this matter. I'm sorry, Cortana, but

with this, I cannot trust even you."

Cortana was silenced as the worm burned through her memory

and obliterated all inquiries and recordings pertaining to Ser-

geant Avery Johnson.

"Cortana, give me an update on your core memory."

"Recompiling of routines has resulted in a memory-processing

footprint reduction of sixteen percent, Doctor. Thank you. That

gives me a little more room to think."

"I'm afraid that's all we dare risk," Dr. Halsey said. "The Halo

and Covenant AI data could become corrupted if I do more. And

there is no place safe enough to store that information."

Dr. Halsey loaded mission reports from Admiral Whitcomb's,

John's, and Fred's teams. She frowned at the official UNSC inci-

dent forms as their highlighted time, date, and location stamps

scrolled across her screens.

"Are you done with the temporal analysis of these logs?"

"Yes, Doctor. You were correct: There is a discrepancy be-

tween the Halo team and the team on Reach. The time stamps are

off by an average of three weeks. I hypothesize that this was

caused by my gravity-influenced Slipspace transition."

The corners of Dr. Halsey's mouth flickered into a smile. "I'm

disappointed, Cortana. That's a guess ... and an incorrect one at

that."

"Really?" Cortana replied with a hint of challenge in her tone.