The sun went down on Empire City and Brad locked all the doors to his apartment, then checked and rechecked the locks. He had work to do—important work—and he didn’t want any interruptions. Not now. Not when he was so close.
Brad entered his lab and cut the lights to half power. He took a deep breath and looked around. Was he really going to do this? Part of him still couldn’t believe he was going through with it, but he was short on options and out of ideas. There simply wasn’t any other way for him to find out what he needed to know. Brad had learned a great many things since coming to the Imagine Nation, some of which he’d been happy to discover, and some of which he had not. Some things eluded him still, like the key to the secret Turents computer virus he’d been working all year to cure.
Brad’s powers allowed him to talk to machines, and to control any machine once he understood