(eng) Kristine Kathryn Rusch - Diving Universe Book 05 by The Falls

Author:The Falls [Falls, The]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

THIRTY-TWO

IT DIDN’T TAKE long to find all of the footage of that one person. Bassima was convinced she was looking at a woman, although why she believed that, she still wasn’t certain. She had never seen the person’s face, nor did the person’s body give much of a clue.

The dark clothing the person wore was baggy, so the person’s general shape was obscured. Bassima was beginning to think the person also had some kind of security filter over her (his?) features, so that no matter how she turned, the nearby cameras wouldn’t pick up her face.

Security filters were sophisticated pieces of equipment, not something the average person in Sandoveil had access to. That alone made this person different.

Bassima had gotten rid of all of the other screens, for the moment, anyway. She had stepped away from her desk, taking the consolidated images into the widest spot in the room. It was the area that acted as a de facto snack bar, with a hot water dispenser, and a drop-down table for any food that someone wanted to put out for the group.

Bassima couldn’t remember the last time anyone had used the dispenser or dropped the table down. If anyone wanted food, they got it at one of the many restaurants nearby and bought it to their desks.

So the entire area near the drop-down table was empty. She set up the consolidated images at life-size, but restricted them to the space around the table and made sure the images focused only on the person in dark clothes.

Bassima had already skipped through the consolidated images to make sure that it was worth the effort of moving everything to the open part of the office. She decided that it was.

Now, she stepped back and leaned on the nearest desk. She had created a small keyboard so she could use hand commands rather than vocal commands. Some of the security images had sound, which the programs had also consolidated.

She didn’t want to be talking over something important. She wanted to hear everything.

She dimmed the lights until the lighting in the office matched the lighting on the images. The images came into sharper focus.

Late on the night in question, the car pulled into its parking place. A restaurant down the street still had lights. A band played something with very heavy bass—probably very loudly, since Bassima was picking it up.

She couldn’t see who had driven the car, nor could she get any identifying numbers, although she would make the system try. She called up a small second screen for her notes. She doubted she would remember everything otherwise.

Whoever drove the car sat in it for more than an hour. The music stopped at the restaurant down the street, people exited, some passing the car. None of them looked inside. It wasn’t clear from the outside that anyone was inside the car.

Bassima watched each excruciating minute of this footage. She wanted to make sure she didn’t miss anything—a small gesture, a smile, maybe a word exchanged with the person in the car.

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