My tea?” “Coming, ma’am. I got sidetracked. I have a report for you that might be interesting.” “Less interesting if the tea’s cold,” she said, and dropped the channel. Putting any kind of real surveillance on Mao would probably be impossible. Mao-Kwikowski Mercantile would have its own communications arrays, its own encryption schemes, and several rival companies at least as well funded as the United Nations already bent on ferreting out corporate secrets.
