CHAPTER FOURTEENJeff was busy when Felix arrived in the bio-physical laboratory. He looked up from the artificial brain, a testing instrument in his hand.
“Anything wrong?”
“No, just a routine testing.” Jeff straightened and attached his instrument to a different part of the structure. “Did you check out the graphs?”
“Yes. It was as we suspected.”
“No spy, uh?”
“Not unless Abic’s the traitor.”
“Come again?”
“It sent out a signal coinciding with the explosion.”
“I see.” Jeff carefully finished his testing then ducked from within the barrier. He rested his instrument on a bench, made a notation on a pad then grunted with satisfaction. “That should hold him for a while.”
“Him?”
“Why not? We’ve given him a body of sorts, a name of a kind and a mission in life. Why deny him a name?”
