She sighed. "That’s part of it," she admitted, "but just a small part. You say I should take my retirement in installments, right? Well, what kind of retirement is running for my life? Knowing that every fragging megacorp in Seattle—and the rest of the world as well—wants to wring my brain out? No matter how low a profile I keep, no matter how good my security, how soon before somebody scores? What are the odds I'll last a month? Two months? A year? Sooner or later my luck will just run out." She shook her head. "I couldn’t handle just waiting for it. Could you?"