Damn. The outage. The main problem had been in the communication links and satellites.
This was a device of communication. With whom? Someone who now had Paul in their grip. It hadn't worked on me, because mine was only a residual effect, or maybe because I was a construct. Who knew?
"Come on, Hadie, tell me what I'm supposed to see," Aphrodite said.
I began, "I saw..." But my mind churned and went into different directions. I had to find out what this was about, urgently, before whoever or whatever had sent these images found Paul first. "Tell me, research would have records of anyone who has found one of these balls, wouldn't they?"
She didn't reply.
"You have more of these things here, don't you?"
"We do. They're made of glass. If this one's like the others, it has a strong magne
