than you do. The agency refused to put me in the field when I first joined, and while Paul wrestled that red tape, he put me to work sanitizing military footage from the invasion. I saw a lot of things that no teenagerâno human being, reallyâshould ever have to see. âIâm very sorry for your loss, Gemma.â
Her hasty smile threatens to twist her face into something else. âI didnât say anyone had died.â
âYou didnât have to.â
She blinks wetness from her eyes and takes a deep breath. âOh, Iâm so sorry. I didnât mean to completely derail the tour like this.â
âItâs okay,â Ellie says. âThe war was difficult for all of us. But thatâs why Princess of Mars Cruises built Dejah Thoris so soon after the conflict.â I can tell sheâs reciting this bit. âWe feel itâs important to maintain commerce between our two worlds, to share the best of our cultures with each other and remember what we all have in common.â
âThe desire to get really, really drunk right after this?â I say. That gets at least a chuckle from everyone. Parvat seizes the opportunity to retake control of his tour.
âOkay, thank you, Chief Engineer Gavilán!â he says, clapping his hands. We follow his lead in giving her a short but at least fifty percent enthusiastic round of applause. âNow if youâll follow me, please, our next stop is one of the shipâs power generators, where plasma energy is converted into electricityâ¦â
I let Jason and Arnold lead the way, then wave Gemma ahead of me and bring up the rear again. I donât like it when strangers walk behind me. As we start exiting down the main hallway toward the elevator, I feel a hand on my shoulder.
I turn around. Itâs Ellie.
âHey, thanks for doing that, Evan,â she says. âIâm pretty good with machinery, but not so much with people.â
âNo, you were great,â I say. âThanks for the tour. Sir.â
She smiles. âHow did you know about Gemma, by the way?â
âLucky guess,â I say. âLike you said. The war was tough on everyone.â
Ellie nods. âYouâre a pretty good guesser.â
I put on my innocent face again. âThanks. I deal with some difficult people in my line of work.â Itâs not a lie. âIâve learned to âread the room,â as they say.â
âWell, thanks for your help,â she says. âEnjoy the rest of your tour. And the rest of the cruise.â
She shakes my hand and walks away. I donât move for another second, mesmerized by the sight of her ponytail swaying back and forth.
Iâm not complaining about the attention, but thereâs no reason she should be personally interested in me. Is there? Why else would a spacelinerâs chief engineer be curious about a guy who claims to be a deskbound researcher, but seems to know quite a bit about interplanetary spacecraft drive systems and military power implants?
She turns and waves at me over her shoulder, still smiling.
Goddammit. I really hope sheâs not in the loop.
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CHAPTER SEVEN
Dejah Thoris âDeck 6, Stateroom 6573
7 hours before I start causing trouble
My job is to gather information. When Iâm not in the field actively collecting it, Iâm sitting at a computer, trawling the electronic communications that connect nations and planets and distilling meaning and intent from the noise. Even when there are no specific questions to answerâlike hey, why is that satellite seeing heavy neutrino emissions characteristic of nuclear fission inside a three-thousand-year-old structure deep in a Mesoamerican jungle?âthe agencyâs always on the lookout for things that break normal patterns.
Unusual isnât always bad, but interesting is always worth a second look. And Iâve definitely discovered two persons of interest on this
Mark Helprin
Dennis Taylor
Vinge Vernor
James Axler
Keith Laumer
Lora Leigh
Charlotte Stein
Trisha Wolfe
James Harden
Nina Harrington