Fugitive Telemetry (The Murderbot Diaries, #6)

by Martha Wells

Humans do the “make it a question so it doesn’t sound so bad” thing and it still sounds bad.

They don’t want me. (Hey, I don’t want me, either, but I’m stuck with me.)

“Yes, I’ve had experience with investigating suspicious fatalities in controlled circumstances.” Indah’s gaze wasn’t exactly skeptical. “What controlled circumstances?” I said, “Isolated work installations.” Her expression turned even more grim. “Corporate slave labor camps.” I said, “Yes, but if we call them that, Marketing and Branding gets angry and we get a power surge through our brains that fries little pieces of our neural tissue.”

All I wanted to do was watch media and not exist. I said, You know I don’t like fun.