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.The geometry might screw me up, too.But we ll see. Aren t you supposed to keep the Faeries researching Phobos? Helen reminded him. I m supposed to find out as much as I can about Phobos, the alien base, and anything else I can aboutBemmie.These maps and the craters indicated are definitely related to Bemmie and his people.So Ifigure that if, by doing a little detective work, I can resolve our debate about just what they foundinteresting about those craters, I ll be just doing my job. True enough, Helen said. I doubt anyone s going to argue with you anyway, not when you rebasically our only source of on-hand investigation for the next couple of months. There are advantages to being virtually indispensable. A.J.grinned. Which is why you shouldn t be scaring us by getting so close to being dispensed with. A.J.managed to keep his grin, but it faltered a bit.He d quietly admitted to Helen that his recent brushwith death had scared him, much more than his first, because this one had taken slow days to close in onhim.The fire and explosion had been a few moments of pain and panic and effort, and then he d wokenup with the worst behind him.This time his own body had been slowly and inexorably shutting down,cutting off his air and energy. Yeah.Well, that s over, anyway.And we ve taken a lot of steps to keep anything like that fromhappening again. He suddenly blinked and looked surprised. What is it? Just remembered something I d completely forgotten about while I was sick.I have to go talk to Ken. A problem? Probably nothing, but he should know anyway. Helen could tell that there was more to it, but obviously he preferred to keep the information to himself.She didn t press him.Part of the reason she and A.J.got along as well as they did was that they gaveeach other a lot of room.One of the few things she d found amusing about the tabloids obsession withher and A.J.had been their constant predictions that the two of them were on the verge of a breakup.Inpoint of fact, their relationship had been remarkably free of much in the way of quarreling quite unlikethe marriage Helen had gotten into for six miserable years when she d been in her twenties.The one andonly photograph the tabloids had ever published that seemed to show them yelling at each other whichthey ran endlessly, of course had actually been a shot of the two of them trying to sing.Something which neither of them could do worth a damn, and had proven it that day to their mutualsatisfaction.Helen would also allow that part of the reason the tabloids loved that photo was that it hadbeen taken while they were vacationing in Florida and Helen s bikini had been.Well.A bikini.Page 162 A skimpy one, at that, even by bikini standards.Helen had only worn it because A.J.had bought it forher and insisted and she had never worn it since. All right, she said, half-smiling at the memory. I imagine we ve taken up too much of your time,anyway.Dr.Mayhew, Dr.Skibow Jane and Rich, please, Jane Mayhew interrupted. There s only fifty of us.It would be silly to stay soformal, even if I do keep falling back into my bloody lecture-room habits. No problem, Jane, Rich.We ll be moving on. Our pleasure, Helen.Drop by whenever you and A.J.feel like it.Who knows, you may solve ourproblems again. Well, you helped solve ours! A.J.said, with a wink at Helen.On their way out, Helen said with great dignity: Wedidn t have a problem.You did. A.J.smiled but didn t even try to make a rejoinder.Clearly, his mind was focused on whatever problemhe was taking to Ken.There was as much point in badinage with A.J.when he was in that mindset asthere would be trying to swap jokes with a beaver making a dam or a five-year-old child absorbed inwatching a cartoon.Oh, well.They d still foiled the tabloids, hadn t they? A feat which, with some experience, Helen hadcome to rank right up there with taking the gold at the Olympics or deciphering the Maya script.Orwinning the Trojan War.And although she d disapproved at the time and still did Helen couldn t deny that she wished she dhad a camera herself once.To capture the delightfully shocked expression on a paparazzi s face as A.J.sent him sailing through a window.Chapter 33 And that s what I found. Ken Hathaway felt a leaden weight sinking in the pit of his stomach, as he looked over the code andsymbols A.J.was showing to him. A backdoor? Into the main controls.Covers the entire communications grid.I checked, and there s a similar one inthe backup.Checked the rest of the systems well, to make a long story short, someone has managedto compromise the entirety of our ship s systems.There s a backdoor into virtually everything on boardthat isn t completely standalone. How did you find this, and when? A.J.looked apologetic. 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.The geometry might screw me up, too.But we ll see. Aren t you supposed to keep the Faeries researching Phobos? Helen reminded him. I m supposed to find out as much as I can about Phobos, the alien base, and anything else I can aboutBemmie.These maps and the craters indicated are definitely related to Bemmie and his people.So Ifigure that if, by doing a little detective work, I can resolve our debate about just what they foundinteresting about those craters, I ll be just doing my job. True enough, Helen said. I doubt anyone s going to argue with you anyway, not when you rebasically our only source of on-hand investigation for the next couple of months. There are advantages to being virtually indispensable. A.J.grinned. Which is why you shouldn t be scaring us by getting so close to being dispensed with. A.J.managed to keep his grin, but it faltered a bit.He d quietly admitted to Helen that his recent brushwith death had scared him, much more than his first, because this one had taken slow days to close in onhim.The fire and explosion had been a few moments of pain and panic and effort, and then he d wokenup with the worst behind him.This time his own body had been slowly and inexorably shutting down,cutting off his air and energy. Yeah.Well, that s over, anyway.And we ve taken a lot of steps to keep anything like that fromhappening again. He suddenly blinked and looked surprised. What is it? Just remembered something I d completely forgotten about while I was sick.I have to go talk to Ken. A problem? Probably nothing, but he should know anyway. Helen could tell that there was more to it, but obviously he preferred to keep the information to himself.She didn t press him.Part of the reason she and A.J.got along as well as they did was that they gaveeach other a lot of room.One of the few things she d found amusing about the tabloids obsession withher and A.J.had been their constant predictions that the two of them were on the verge of a breakup.Inpoint of fact, their relationship had been remarkably free of much in the way of quarreling quite unlikethe marriage Helen had gotten into for six miserable years when she d been in her twenties.The one andonly photograph the tabloids had ever published that seemed to show them yelling at each other whichthey ran endlessly, of course had actually been a shot of the two of them trying to sing.Something which neither of them could do worth a damn, and had proven it that day to their mutualsatisfaction.Helen would also allow that part of the reason the tabloids loved that photo was that it hadbeen taken while they were vacationing in Florida and Helen s bikini had been.Well.A bikini.Page 162 A skimpy one, at that, even by bikini standards.Helen had only worn it because A.J.had bought it forher and insisted and she had never worn it since. All right, she said, half-smiling at the memory. I imagine we ve taken up too much of your time,anyway.Dr.Mayhew, Dr.Skibow Jane and Rich, please, Jane Mayhew interrupted. There s only fifty of us.It would be silly to stay soformal, even if I do keep falling back into my bloody lecture-room habits. No problem, Jane, Rich.We ll be moving on. Our pleasure, Helen.Drop by whenever you and A.J.feel like it.Who knows, you may solve ourproblems again. Well, you helped solve ours! A.J.said, with a wink at Helen.On their way out, Helen said with great dignity: Wedidn t have a problem.You did. A.J.smiled but didn t even try to make a rejoinder.Clearly, his mind was focused on whatever problemhe was taking to Ken.There was as much point in badinage with A.J.when he was in that mindset asthere would be trying to swap jokes with a beaver making a dam or a five-year-old child absorbed inwatching a cartoon.Oh, well.They d still foiled the tabloids, hadn t they? A feat which, with some experience, Helen hadcome to rank right up there with taking the gold at the Olympics or deciphering the Maya script.Orwinning the Trojan War.And although she d disapproved at the time and still did Helen couldn t deny that she wished she dhad a camera herself once.To capture the delightfully shocked expression on a paparazzi s face as A.J.sent him sailing through a window.Chapter 33 And that s what I found. Ken Hathaway felt a leaden weight sinking in the pit of his stomach, as he looked over the code andsymbols A.J.was showing to him. A backdoor? Into the main controls.Covers the entire communications grid.I checked, and there s a similar one inthe backup.Checked the rest of the systems well, to make a long story short, someone has managedto compromise the entirety of our ship s systems.There s a backdoor into virtually everything on boardthat isn t completely standalone. How did you find this, and when? A.J.looked apologetic. Actually, I found it a few weeks ago.Right when Doc Wu got sick, he told mehow bad it might get, so I started trying to improve our automation.A lot of that being perceptualinterpretation, I figured I could probably code it better than anyone else [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]