Page 92 of The Commons

He turns her way with a spark in his eyes. “That’s not true. I am really good at lying actually, that’s why you can’t tell that I lied about my name. But it’s irrelevant,” he says, then turns back to the computer.

Levon’s forehead is puckered in confusion. She draws back, rolling her eyes. “Well, you never told me your name, so how would I have judged you were lying?”

“Okay, since you’re dying to know, it’s irrelevant,” Swin says.

“Yeah, it is irrelevant. You’re irrelevant.”

“I’m Erelevant.”

“What?” Levon responds, confused.

“My real name is Erelevant. I’m Doctor Val’s nephew. But she thinks I’m dead. Let’s keep it that way if that’s okay with you guys?”

“Why does she think that you’re dead? What are you hiding?” Levon asks Swin.

“Oh, I’m not the one who’s hiding their true feeli⁠—”

Swin is interrupted by Pesh. “Okay guys, the chip, The Begon, that’s what we’re talking about!”

“Right.” Swin turns to his computer screen and continues working. “My goodness! My intuition was right,” Swin erupts.

“What?” Pesh asks.

“The reason you haven’t been able to hack The Begon is because Patron De Londe is The Begon,” he comments.

“What?” Levon asks.

All three of us draw closer to Swin’s computer to look at Patron De Londe, who is sitting in his dining table, signing documents.

“Yeah, okay he’s not really The Begon, but he has a chip, let’s call it The Sensor, and this sensor is in his head, which powers The Begon. So as long as he does not want it hacked, it won’t be hacked,” Swin says.

“Wow, no wonder he hasn’t been going crazy looking for it,” Pesh realizes. “But how do you know this?”

“I know because the thing in his head is made up of the same chemicals and technology I used to create my 20/20,” Swin says.

“You really should think of an original name,” Levon interrupts.

“I’m open to any suggestion from you, Levon. You can even change my name, first and last name if you want to!” Swin flirts.

Levon scoffs, making a face.

Swin continues describing and showing us the image tomography of Patron De Londe’s anatomy on the projector in front of us. “But here it is!” Swin says.

Pesh, Levon, and I step forward to take a closer look as Swin zooms into Patron De Londe’s head. The students behind us turn our way and begin to watch and listen as well.

“So what? You’re a doctor now as well?” Levon probes.

“That’s my passion, medical technology. My dream is to be like Doctor Val, without the political side of her!” Swin comments.

“Okay, Doctor Swin, what are we supposed to be looking at?” I ask.

Pesh smiles at me, and we shake our heads at Swin and Levon’s constant back and forth.

“I used strong magnetic fields, field gradients, and radio waves to generate images of his organs to make sure everything was normal, but while in the process, I noticed a chip-like substance on his head,” Swin explains.

“How do you know it’s not a normal implant?” Levon asks.

“Because normal implants don’t show up the way this does! I’m sure of it. I made my 20/20 originally as medical tech to help monitor disease progression when in another format and help the elderly, so I know when it’s being weaponized for something like this!” he responds.