"George Zebrowski - Stranger Suns" - читать интересную книгу автора (Zebrowski George)

Even though UN-ERS was responsible for the safe development of Earth's energy and resources, it too
often became a forum for political intrigues. Summet wielded great power, especially when he invoked
fears of new ecodisasters; but much of the time he simply caved in to national interests, while claiming
privately that he chose the issues on which to give ground, to save his influence for more important ones.

Summet shifted his stocky frame in his chair, squinted, and said, “I don't know a thing about this, much
as it would please you to think otherwise.” He shook his head and smiled. “Are you certain?"

“All the physics I know says it's a faster-than-light signal."

Summet looked worried. “We do have teams down there, but nothing with tachyons."

“Maybe they're not telling you everything anymore."

“Impossible,” Summet said. “You'll have to investigate."

“But you have people there already."

“This is still your project, Juan. The exercise will do you good. You don't look well to me. Three months
of low and zero-g is not good for you."

“Could it be a private or national group?"

Summet shook his head. “I'd have known by now."

“Are you sure?"

“Go find out."

“It could be embarrassing to you. You might have to continue my project."

“Don't hope for too much. You and Malachi take the next waste shuttle down to Brazil. Your
documents will be waiting. I'll get you some help."

The screen winked off. Malachi drifted up from below the screen and scratched a fresh cigarette on the
underpanel.

“What do you think?” Juan asked.

Malachi puffed and said, “He doesn't like being puzzled."

“When's the next shuttle?"

“Three hours."

Juan switched back to the detector display. “We'll leave everything on feed to JPL.” The white line on
the blue screen still danced in step with the varying high tone. It had to be tachyons, he told himself,
whatever the source.
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