Prologue.

"We have a problem."

Agent Smith heard the words through his earpiece before Jones could

even speak them. Looking out the full length glass window over the

city, he clasped his arms behind his back and walked towards the

glass until his nose almost touched it.

"Women Agents. Why do they insist on doing this?" Brown asked,

looking at his superiors' back.

"Too many humans engaged in forced sexual encounters by agents.

Suspicious crimes that cannot be solved through the normal police

methods. Discontent is breeding in their minds." Jones said.

"Forced sexual encounters are a great method of controlling humans."

Brown said, looking at Jones.

"True," said Jones. "In fact it is my favourite method."

"They are creating women agents because it is simply logical to do

so." Smith turned around, slowly, methodically, to take in his

subordinates. "There could be no other reason."

"We are getting one on our team," said Jones. "What do we do with

her?"

"You treat her no different than you treat each other. The Mainframe

says it is a trial experiment to see how well they acclimatise to the

job. If it does not work, then she will simply be deleted. And

neither of you will force sexual encounters upon humans any more as a

means to control."

"Why not?" Brown asked, feeling a slight tweak through his earpiece

that was discomforting.

"There are much better ways to control humans," Smith said, with an

exacting finality to his voice.

Smith turned from his subordinates to look out of the window again.

His precise, exacting stillness and rigidity cut a dramatic line of

shadow on the carpet behind him. Jones and Brown looked at each

other and left the room. Smith sat back down at his desk.

"Much better ways," he said out loud, to the empty room.