Chapter 4
Several hours later, well into Jim’s usual nighttime strolling hour, they had results from three species of pollen and flowers. And not the normal results from the modern scanner.
Maerlis pushed the chair back and rubbed her eyes.
“Same thing as before. The flower is a perfect match. The pollen has several sequences altered. Every one related to reproduction.”
“But no trace of a ConSpace marker, right?” Rob rubbed her shoulders, finally getting over his shyness around Jim. “How is that possible?”
All three of them stumbled back into the kitchen to pick at their half-eaten meals. Jim knew he wasn’t the only one wondering how long fresh food would hold out.
“It shouldn’t be possible,” Maerlis said. “There are a few of these ancient sequencers around, sure. But the means to ma
