technology?â
âNot very much,â Jordan admitted.
âNot much?â
Feeling embarrassed, little short of dim-witted, Jordan said, âThe question barely came up. Even your daughter didnât delve into it very deeply. There was so much else to do, to discoverâ¦â
Halleck looked at Aditi. âWhat can you tell us about your communications technology?â
Aditi shrugged. âVery little, Iâm afraid. Iâm not trained in that area. But I can ask our leaders back on New Earth about it.â
âAnd wait sixteen years to get their answer,â grumbled one of the councilmen from down the table.
âOh no,â Aditi said. âIt should only take an hour or so.â
That sent a shock wave through the conference room.
âThen you do have access to faster-than-light communications!â Halleck snapped.
Her facial expression somewhere between surprised and wounded, Aditi replied, âYes, of course.â
âYou can communicate with Adri, back on New Earth?â Jordan asked.
Nodding slowly, Aditi said, âWhen I have to.â
The holographic image of George Ambrose ran a hand through his shaggy red mane. âThat means I can attend these bloody meetings from Ceres, âstead of riding clear to the Moon for âem.â
âWe could link the entire solar system into a single human community!â marveled one of the Council members.
With a thin smile, Halleck mused, âWe can turn this council into a truly effective government for the whole solar system.â
âNow wait,â warned Stavengerâs hologram. âSelene is a free nation. We attend these Council meetings as an independent entity.â
Jordan saw the dreams of power and control in the eyes of most of the men and women around the table, especially Halleckâs. And he realized that Aditi saw it, too. She looked shocked, crestfallen.
âVirtually instantaneous communications,â Halleck purred. âThis could open an entirely new era for the human race.â
âWait,â Jordan said, raising his voice to silence the buzz going around the table. âWe still have to decide what to do about the death wave.â
âThatâs not going to be a problem for two thousand years, Jordan,â said Halleck. âWe have more immediate priorities to deal with.â
âDamming up the meltwater flow from Greenland is our first priority,â said one of the councilmen.
âBut there are planets that will be engulfed in the death wave much sooner,â Jordan urged. âWeâve got to help them. If we donât, whole civilizations will be annihilated.â
âAll in good time,â Halleck said. âFirst things first.â
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FIRST THINGS FIRST
Jordan felt terribly weary by the time he and Aditi returned to their hotel suite, across the public square from Barcelonaâs fourteenth-century Gothic cathedral.
âI hadnât expected that,â he admitted as he dropped onto the handsomely striped sofa in their sitting room.
Aditi stood uncertainly in the middle of the big, carpeted room. Late-afternoon sunshine was pouring through the windows, although the noise from the busy streets below was completely blocked by the acoustical oscillators mounted on every window in the hotel.
âDid I do the wrong thing?â she asked. âShould I have kept silent about our communications capability?â
Jordan smiled up at her and patted the cushion next to him. âNo, you were perfectly correct,â he said as she sat down beside him. âNever lie or try to hide the truth. Rudaki had it figured out already. If you hadnât been completely open and honest it would have raised a lot of suspicions among the Council.â
âChairwoman Halleck seemed to pounce on the idea.â
Jordan sighed. âShe sees power in it.â
âHow shortsighted,â said Aditi. âHow sad.â
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