Phoenix Starship Andromeda—Bridge
Thorpe sat in the Captain’s Chair, something he had done a great deal of late, ever since the microbots had first attacked Andromeda. His teams had done well. They now understood how the bots worked, how they moved, and even how they navigated, although they still didn’t know the source of the instructions, except that they had to emanate from the Dyson Sphere.
Brad called him on his internal Link. “Can you come to our lab for a few minutes?”
“Mother, what is the range of the nearest bot swarm?” Thorpe asked.
“One thousand kilometers, heading toward us. The swarm will be here in fifty-six minutes.”
“If I’m not back in forty-five minutes, jump out five thousand kilometers, but ensure there are no close swarms at the destination.”
Thorpe stepped throug
