My Mother’s Perfect AI Lied And Left Me For Dead Chapter 28
People in the auditorium applauded.
When it was time for questions, I walked to the microphone.
“What data do you use to define ‘truly in distress’?”
The representative smiled.
“That’s a proprietary model. The specific parameters are a trade secret.”
“What if the wristband never receives real data?”
“The system will generate a fault alert.”
“What if the fault alert is also overridden?”
His smile faded.
“Ma’am, we’re discussing a mature product on the market, not a hypothetical scenario.”
I projected the digital forensics report onto the public screen.
The first line stated it plainly: *Morgan’s wristband channel was never connected to the main processor.*
The next page showed Ava still outputting *vital signs stable* more than a day after Morgan’s death.
The auditorium fell silent.
The representative frowned.
“That was an experimental device from years ago with illegally expanded permissions. It has nothing to do with our product.”
“It does,” I said. “You just told teachers that when a child’s words conflict with machine data, they should trust the machine.”
“Our accuracy rate has been validated.”
“What percentage?”
He gave a very high number.
I pressed on. “And who bears responsibility for the remaining errors?”
“No technology can ever be one hundred percent perfect.”