Skye blushed under Harry's half-amused gaze.
"Just once..."
"Role-playing girl, using the van's GPS coordinates as the key was indeed a pretty good idea." Harry spread his hands.
Faced with reality, Skye could only lower her head silently.
"So what now? Are you going to kill me to keep me quiet?"
"Ma'am, why exactly do you assume we must be bad people? Look at the prosthetic limbs and smiling faces of those disabled people, then look at the people we saved at the Stark Expo. What made you think that? Science fiction? Neuromancer? Blade Runner?"
Skye silently nodded.
"..." Harry thought for a moment. He had wanted to refute her, but upon further reflection, Osborn really wasn't made up of particularly good people.
After a moment of silence, Harry took a contract out of his desk.
"If you're truly curious, why not see for yourself what ctOS is actually used for?"
At the sight of a paper agreement, Skye's expression became wonderfully complicated. She pointed at herself in disbelief.
"You want to hire me?"
Harry nodded.
Skye had nowhere to go anyway. In a few years, she would be tricked away by S.H.I.E.L.D. Regardless, it was better for him to trick her away than let S.H.I.E.L.D. do it. Besides, S.H.I.E.L.D. was an agent organization, while Bone was the hacker. Having Skye manage the city's network alongside Bone was practically a perfect professional match.
Bone was also a veteran hacker. Wouldn't a group of positive-minded tech workers be far better than Agents who spent all day fighting and killing?
"More precisely, Osborn isn't hiring you. The Grady-Froule Company is hiring you. They're the company currently developing ctOS, and I've already spoken to them about you."
Skye's eyes shifted as she wondered about something.
But whatever she was thinking didn't matter. She