Kamski's place...
A secluded home a few minutes away from the city and not much else in sight. Apparently Hank had made some calls and had a meeting planned with Kamski. To think that a detective with no prior interaction with Kamski had more access than her, upset her in more ways than one. But she bit her tongue as they waited for him in the little lobby area he had in his home.
She wondered what Connor was feeling, meeting the person who essentially created him and his kind. Many people debated on the existence of God...but would Kamski be considered that? It would be a philosophical question for another day as the Chloe finally ushered them in to meet Kamski.
She nervously walked in with the others to meet Kamski, after all he was her boss from some time till he left the company. He was a hard worker and dedicated to his company, and he apparently knew all of his employees by names. She had spoken with him a handful of times when he was still CEO...she wondered if he still remembered her.
The room in which they entered was extremely lavish and unnecessary in all kinds of ways. A giant red pool took up most of the room, Chloe's were talking amongst themselves in just swimwear, and the decorations were minimalistic, a homage to CyberLife's own appearance. It seemed like Kamski's confident attitude never changed.
Kamski spoke highly of androids, of course they were his own creation. But the question arose that was on her own mind. Is the idea to be free a contagious disease? All throughout his talk, Kamski's eyes never left Connor's, almost like he was observing Connor's reactions to his talk about free will. Kamski had always intimidated her, but the tense air as he asked Connor what side was he on, snapped her out of it.
"It's not about me, Mr. Kamski. All I want is to solve this case," Connor responded instinctively.
Kamski laughs at Connor's response. "That's what you're programmed to say...but what about you? What do you really want?" He stands closely to Connor, and eagerly expects his response. He's testing Connor.
She hated how he treated him like some sort of test subject. Connor was more than that. But she hated to admit that she wanted to know his response too. Connor had been too afraid to talk about himself and his wants. She's been wanting to know the answer to that question since their time at the bridge.
Connor makes that confused and troubled face he makes when faced with questions such as these. "It doesn't matter what I want..." and gives her quick glance from the corner of his eye.
Now, Connor was faced with a choice. A Chloe was the price for the final information they needed for the investigation. One answer to one question of Connor's choosing, at the exchange of the Chloe's life.
"Here, I'll sweeten the deal for both of you," he finally takes notice of Margaret.
"Doctor Margaret? If I remember well...you were demoted from your original post. Such a shame, you were quite an asset to the company. If Connor shoots this android, I'll make sure you're put back in your original post...and you'll get access to all the files you want," He tempts her.
She's shaking at the offer he placed before her. To finally return to where she belonged...and also learn everything about the deviants, and perhaps even...
"Choose! Make your decision, Connor! Shoot her!" Kamski insists.
"Connor! Don't..." Hank demands him.
Connor is stuck between the two as they both demand to choose one and the other. She can see him struggle and his LED was flashing even more than she had ever seen before.
He looks at her in silent plea, begging her to make a decision for him. And deep down she wants to say, her selfish, cold self wants to say yes. But, the girl on her knees, unaware of the death right in front of her, brings her back to the two girls at the Eden Club. And she realizes...she can't bring herself to do it.
"Connor...you can't keep looking at me for what to do. You have to make this decision by yourself. But if it were me...I would spare her," she admits her feelings.
For some time she sees Connor's finger almost pull on the trigger. But finally after some deliberation, he puts down the gun.
The confusion and shock in Connor's eyes pulls at her heartstrings and her heart hurts at the terrible choices Connor will be forced to make from now on.
"CyberLife's last two hopes of humanity are a deviant, and a traitor..." Kamski says in fascination.
"I'm not a deviant!" Connor quickly denies.
"A war is coming and you have to choose a side. What can be worse than choosing between two evils?" Kamski looks at him with pity.
"Come on, let's get out of here," Hank pulls both Connor and Margaret and pushes them out of the room.
"Next time, you look at your files...maybe you'll find something you've been searching for," Kamski whispers to her before she's pulled away.
She walks away numb from the whole ordeal and finally leans against the car and lowers her head, overwhelmed from the words of Kamski and what she knew she had lost.
In the background she hears Hank and Connor discussing with one another of what happened back there. But she blocked out everything and felt tears threaten to slip out of the corners of her eyes. She wanted to make Connor do it so badly, to be the person she wanted to be recognized as. But her newly found moral compass made the final decision for her and she chose what she didn't want to, but what she needed to do.
"Hey...you alright, kid?" Hank places a gentle hand on her shoulder.
She shakes her head, "No...not really, but I'll be ok in a couple of minutes," she wipes away at her eyes.
"Your blood pressure has lowered significantly since we entered Mr. Kamski's home. I suggest you rest, in case you feel light-headed," Connor adds in his own analysis.
She simply nods and gets in the car, avoiding the look Connor was giving her. She didn't want to see his face of disappointment at her decision. She wouldn't be surprised if he made a report to CyberLife about how she betrayed the case and the company. But right now, she didn't want to think, and so she leaned her head against the car door and fell asleep to try and forget it all.
Meanwhile, in the front seat, Connor looked at her through the rear view mirror, worried about her emotional condition.
"Don't worry, Connor. She'll be alright, she just needs some time," Hank notices Connor's worry and reassures him.
"She refused to look at me when we got in the car. She did that back at Stratford Tower as well, but I remedied the situation. Have I disappointed her?" Connor asks.
"No...I think she's scared you might be disappointed in her."
"Why...would I be disappointed?" Connor says in confusion.
"You're always so damn uptight about the mission and CyberLife. She thinks you'll be upset at her for choosing not to kill that girl."
Connor nods slowly and looks up once again at the rear view mirror and sees that her condition has stabilized. She looks peaceful and calm. She hadn't looked like that for a long time. Connor's LED finally returns back to blue.