Jess chewed his lip as he examined the information on Sal one more time. He hadn’t been completely honest. Sal was suffering from a lack of food and liquids, but there was more. There were strange readings from her brain. Nothing that was obviously a problem, but unusual patterns of energy were swirling around her head, patterns that were only obvious with the deep scan he’d carried out.
The Wanderer wasn’t much help. Something about the patterns seemed to resonate with the ship, but it was information that hadn’t been accessed in an awfully long time; probably tens of thousands of years. The Wanderer was hunting for the related information but it seemed to have been deleted or moved.
Jess didn’t think it mattered. Whatever was going on with Sal couldn’t possibly have anything to
