Chapter Fourteen
Ilse sat at a long table in the sterile, featureless room. A couple of data windows hovered in front of her.
She looked at the numbers and graphs in the windows and then at Emma. The hologram of the AI stood near the wall with an annoyed look on her face. It was almost as if she could sense the doctor’s intentions.
The doctor suspected Emma understood far more than she let on. She was counting on it. If Emma didn’t reach her full potential, a lot of people had wasted a lot of time and effort. The dreams of the highest levels of government would vanish in a puff of bitter disappointment.
They were running out of time.
When Emma had been taken, General Aaron had expressed his worries about project security, but he’d believed that the jump drive was more secure than the
