"Peter W. Prellwitz - Book 01 - Shards" - читать интересную книгу автора (Prellwitz Peter W)

political assumptions, mixed in several disaster scenarios, then asked for results based on various
external stimuli such as global war, space colonization and a planet-wide political unification. He took in
all my requests, then ignored me, which wasn't a programmed response; he was just too busy running
the computations to listen to my prattle. I closed him up and stuck him in my suit pocket.

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"John!” Chris had a big grin for me as I stepped into the conference room. The meeting was just
breaking up, his people running off to take care of the latest problems, challenges, and ideas that had
been thrown at them. Good people, all. Many had smiles for me, which I returned, knowing an
indifferent stare from the boss never helped anyone.

"Morning, Chris. Janet said you've been yelling for me. What's up?"

He didn't say anything, but waited for the room to clear. After the last one out closed the door, he sat on
the edge of the conference table.

"I did it,” he said with a finality that indicated he was looking for a knighthood.

"That's great, Chris! Now tell me what you've done, and I'll say it again and mean it.” His cryptic
comments were never as clear as he thought, but I was guessing he was referring to his webbing project
for the globenet.

"What I've done is perfect the mental interface. It's now possible for the mind to initiate and maintain
direct communication with a computer for up to two minutes."

This time I was impressed. That project was supposed to be only sixty percent complete by this point.
Chris Young might be irritating sometimes, but he had few shortcomings when it came to brains. I
whistled.

"That is great, Chris! Give me the details on the way to the gym."

We talked it over for the next fifteen minutes while we changed in the lockers and waited for a mat to
open up. We always got together twice a week to wrestle and keep our bodies in shape. Our turn came,
and we walked out to the floor.


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"Your team did a top notch job, Chris. You should be proud of them."

"Yeah, they're a pretty good bunch.” We took positions. “Especially Charlene,” he added with a wink
and sly look.

He did it to get my goat just as we started, and it worked. His arm slipped inside mine. He snaked it up
my back and I felt his hand latch onto my throat, pressing me back. I was on my way down by not
paying attention. He relaxed, knowing the first throw was his.