The Bohr Maker by Linda Nagata

Author:Linda Nagata [Nagata, Linda]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Science Fiction, Nanotechnology, Biotechnology, Space colonization
ISBN: 9780983110019
Publisher: Book View Cafe
Published: 2010-11-05T04:00:00+00:00

To answer that question, Kirstin had detained Zeke Choy once again, questioning him extensively on the subject of Phousita’s personality. His final comment still haunted her: “I can tell you what she was like. But that isn’t going to mean much anymore. Because when I knew her she wasn’t a messianic healer. When I knew her, she hadn’t yet seen her family burned alive. When I knew her, she feared police dogs. I don’t know her now.”

Phousita had literally disappeared. The dogs could recover no trace of her. The Gates reported no sign of her. Even the rumor mills in the Spill were helpless, running on false, frantic tales that failed to explain the fate of their vanished sorceress.

The trail was worse than cold. It was nonexistent.

Kirstin thought of her days with Leander Bohr. Leander had always used the Maker righteously, in the service of the Goddess. He’d never used it to violate the body of the Mother, or sought to change her natural order. There’d been no harm in him. But how many people could she say that about?

She’d dreamed of Nikko this morning. In the dream she’d entered his apartment at Summer House. Not alone this time, but with a contingent of officers as backup. They’d all worn isolation suits. They’d bombed the room with assault Makers, the best in the police arsenal, programmed to destroy any Makers not bearing the latest police identity code. Nikko had been hanging by his long blue toes upside down in a tree. He’d laughed at her. Then he’d waved his hand in the air. A moment later her isolation suit began to dissolve. He waved his hand again. She felt her body changing. When she raised her fist against him in a gesture of defiance, she was aghast to find it armored in enameled blue.

She did not believe Nikko was dead. Somehow, somewhere, his consciousness must still exist.

Somehow, somewhere, he must be pursuing Phousita just as she was.

She no longer believed Phousita was still in the Spill. Messiahs were notoriously difficult creatures to hide, yet Phousita could not be tracked even through rumors.

So Phousita had left the Spill, and that meant she could be anywhere, in contact with anyone.

Fear was an emotion Kirstin had not experienced in many years. It caught her by surprise when it came. When she realized what this pounding heart, this fluttering gut meant, she reacted in irritation. She was too old for fear! If she couldn’t find Phousita directly, then she’d have to do it in a roundabout way—by finding Nikko first, whatever was left of him.

To Summer House, then.

She prepared her ghost, and departed.

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