Paul Cook by The Engines of Dawn

Author:The Engines of Dawn [Dawn, The Engines of]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2012-05-29T17:46:53+00:00

“I don’t want to risk it,” Ben said.

The probe they chose to use was the size of a pearl, a standard video “bug.” With Ben’s fractal-compression unit, the probe would be compressed to the size of a large molecule, then

“repositioned” elsewhere in the ship, via trans-space, using Jim Vees’s nexus locator. The probe would then return to its default configuration, take forty pictures, and be yanked back. If done right, the whole thing should take only a few seconds.

“You know,” George Clock offered, “the Enamorati might have the means to detect the trans-space transfer.”

Ben said, “But if they’re fighting a war in there, they could be too occupied to go looking for the projection source of our probe. And that’s assuming that they would have the means to trace it in the first place.”

“And,” Jim Vees said, “they would only be able to trace it if a detector was in the room itself to measure its appearance.”

“Campus security could have given them something,” Tommy Rosales pointed out.

“Why would they?” Jim Vees said. “We just now thought of this. You’re paranoid.”

“Tommy’s good at being paranoid,” George Clock said, standing off to one side, arms crossed.

“Blow me,” Rosales quipped.

Ben said. “Our little guy will be gone before anybody can register its appearance. Even if they do detect it, they still won’t know who sent it. I think we can get away with it.”

“Easy for you,” Rosales countered. “You’ve got the weight of BennettCorp behind you. Your family will send a liner full of lawyers to defend you.”

Ben smiled. “We’re in this together. And I’ve got an aunt who sits on the Rights Advocacy Council in Geneva. She’d sue God if she thought she’d get a hearing.”

Tommy Rosales raised his hands, giving in. “Okay. But I still think we’ll spend the rest of our lives in that prison on the surface of Tau Ceti. What’s it called?”

“Hyperion Station,” Clock said.

“Right,” Rosales acknowledged. “Where the H.C. keeps all its malcontents.”

“If we’re careful,” Ben said, “it won’t come to that.”

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