He took the communication from his pocket and cleared to Prime Center. When the prim, grim face of Prime Center himself in the little disc was sharp, Norcross reported what had happened, even to the suggestion Drumstetter had made that he was pseudo-life.
"This is very bad," said Prime Center. "Monica Drake Lane is now pseudo-life, too."
"God's name!"
"Took her skip into a cliff in the Sierra Mountains yesterday. Disconnected the anti-collision. A clear case."
"What will this do to Drumstetter?"
"Nothing," said Prime Center, "unless he learns."
"Is she ready?"
"I'm sending her to you right now for indoctrination. Reports are that Drumstetter is visiting scientists on the West Coast, and Probability reports that he may cover the world before he returns. Do you understand? Her indoctrination must be perfect."
"It always has been." Norcross pulled his lip. "The same limitation will be in Monica Drake Lane?" he asked hopelessly.
"Of course," said Prime Center. "We'll keep you posted on developments."