Heaven's River by Dennis E. Taylor

Author:Dennis E. Taylor [Taylor, Dennis E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Amazon: B088C51F5H

The sun was going down or however you phrased it in Heaven's River, and I could hear the silence descending over Three Lagoons as people turned in for the night. I put my ear to the door to try to determine what my hosts might be up to. A couple of voices were engaged into desultory conversation. It seemed the night shift was on duty. Not that it mattered. I had no intention of escaping at this point, unless I decided my Manny was in real danger.

But of more immediate value, I could look forward to being undisturbed for a while. I laid down on the single bed and left the Manny on standby. I materialized in my VR, inside with contentment is I relaxed into my La-Z-Boy recliner. The others had successfully maneuvered their Mannies into the water, where they were now once again anchored at the bottom, well below maximum Quinlan diving depth. Garfield was getting all the roamers back to the hotel room. Hugh was trying to chivvy some surveillance drones closer to our location, so they can follow my movement. Unfortunately, too much activity tended to burn out the drones’ heatsinks, so every vector had to be carefully planned.

There was an email from Bill, reporting on progress against Starfleet. Apparently, things were heating up. I read with growing alarm as I realized how much of the Bobiverse was inaccessible.

“Guppy.”

“You rang?”

“Change the keys on our autofactories, then do a full software audit. I want to be absolutely sure they aren’t compromised.”

“By your command.”

I smiled as Guppy signed off. His snark had increased over the years. I still haven't decided if it was genuine self-awareness, or if he was just adapting to my command style. I didn’t really want to do a deep check, lest I be disappointed by the result.

I had an advantage, in that I’d built and set up the autofactories in Eta Leporos while I had only a low-bandwidth connection to the Bobiverse in general. Most other Bobs wouldn't have the same protection. Bill hadn't given specifics about who might be compromised.

I went back to the email from Bill and continued reading. It took only a few mils to come to the part about booby-traps in the comms stations. Great. Well, it wouldn't hurt to get all my equipment close to the big station, and I could decide what to do at that point. Maybe Bill and company would've figured out a workaround by then.

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