CHAPTER SIXTEENCrombie surprised him.
“Gloria?”
If she made a signal Felix missed it but it didn’t matter. She could not but help agree.
“I see.” Thoughtfully Crombie stared down at the scattered records. He did not pick them up to make his own check and Felix found that odd in a man who prided himself on fully investigating every possibility. His next words were even stranger.
“Just what,” he said carefully, “do you think you have proven, Felix?”
“Isn’t it obvious? Abic is emitting, not receiving.”
“So?”
“Are you serious, Major?” Felix had met scepticism before but nothing so blatant in a man he had previously considered so shrewd. “Every time there is an accident that artificial brain sends out some mysterious force. Seldon’s accident, my own, even the explosion of the rocket foll
