It sounded weak, but Michael was intrigued. His reputation was good with Renraku. They’d paid him nearly three and a half million nuyen over the last four years, and if someone was suddenly having doubts, it had to be up there at the highest levels. That told him he wasn’t being given everything the corp knew, and that didn’t mean just about the iconic image he was staring at. Second-level CPU systems? Maybe. Maybe not. I’m out of here to do some checking on my employer, he thought.