Camera eyes were usually only for richies like government workers.
“Company pays for it, obviously,” Carl said. “Wranglers are far from rich. Same as the rest of us.”
“Do you have an eye camera?”
“No way,” Carl said. “No company plan combined scanner, either.”
“How do you call anyone?” Dill asked. Her voice was almost breathless with befuddlement. He might as well have said he didn’t have a brain.
“I have my personal,” he indicated his left side, “and a company one,” he indicated his right. “I won’t have them controlling my plan.”
“Why not, though? They make it so easy! They filter out all the personal calls and take it right from my check. I never have to pay a single thing.”
He gazed at her, eyebrows raised. “You’re paying,” he said, “believe me, Dill. You’re paying.”
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