Your Fist Against Your Pride

“Data doesn't believe in luck.” She showed him a tablet. “But I want to know why your peak output jumped forty-one percent the instant Han began warming up.” After a pause, Lu told her about the Imprint. She did not laugh. She asked, “Who do you want tomorrow?” Inside, Jiang Bailu was training at a moving target. Her reaction time held a league record. “Her.” “Then don't stay up all night,” Su replied. “Getting up early starts with going to sleep on time.”