Jake indicated an alcove where a young man sat. He had pulled out a screen from the wall and sat working at it.
“There are workstations built into the suite, and then we have Martin’s special project over there.”
He pointed at what looked like a tanning booth hidden in one corner, landscaped behind some bushes.
“What is it?” asked Morgan.
“A walk-in interface with the ARKANE search engine. Once you’ve tried it, you’ll want to spend all your research time there. You can see Martin’s influences on the side.”
Morgan grinned as she saw the little blue police box.
“Bigger on the inside, I guess?”
“Exactly.” Jake explained further. “It’s a virtual reality library where you can interact with the data in three dimensional space. In fact, it’s modeled after the Bodleian Library in Oxford, so
