"The modifications you requested are complete. I ran the tests you 
specified plus a few others that occurred to me—all of them are 
documented here." Cotton grabbed the heavy brasslike pull of his desk drawer 
and paused for a fraction of a second while the embedded 
fingerprint-recognition logic did its work. The drawer unlocked itself, and 
Cotton pulled it open to reveal a timeless assortment of office drawer 
miscellany, including several sheets of paper—some blank, some printed, 
some scrawled on, and one sheet that was blank except for the word RUNCIBLE 
printed at the top in Cotton's neat draughtsman's hand. Cotton pulled this one 
out and spoke to it: "Demetrius James Cotton transferring all privileges to 
Mr. Hackworth."