"Johnson, Annabel And Edgar - The Danger Quotient - uc" - читать интересную книгу автора (Johnson Annabel And Edgar)

Until recently I never thought much about 1981. It rates
only a few minutes in most history tapes- But when you
get to researching it, you find a number of symptoms that
made it suitable for my experiment. Assassination attempts
on leaders of the day, particularly those in favor of peace
on earth. A tendency toward drugs, alcoholism and crime;

an atmosphere of good, basic violenceЧthe old world up
top was pretty primitive.

So it shouldn't have come as a shock when I pushed the
reverse button. Oh, 1 got him backЧMouse FiveЧbut just
barely. In those few minutes something with ruthless teeth
or claws or beak had savaged him fatally. When I picked
him up, his small torn body expired in my hand.

Those final tremors touched off a very personal shudder
of my own that had nothing to do with 1981 cats. It was
as if I'd been sent an omen from the pastЧto trespass at

my own risk. Subconsciously I must have been building a
head of uneasiness; suddenly fear broke loose like wild
steam inside me. Under the shadow of a whole unknown
world, I seethed with an emotion 1 can identify only as
rampant cowardice.

Forebodings are, of course, lost on Eddinger I roused
to find him poking around the refractor. He stared at my
battered mouse, then fixed me curiously with his pale,
scientist's eyes. "Young man, I want a conference in my
office At once."

It was a half hour before I joined him. I had taken a fast
shower and then a slower one. But already inside the clean
lab coal I was turning humid, and the printout I carried
had started to wilt as I scuffed along to his tab. I could see
him through the piastigtas wall, bent over the microscope,
aquiline, graying, handsome. Intent That's how he must
have looked when he was creating my zygote.

1 used to try to think of him as my father. 1 really wanted
a father. I don't even know the name of the woman who
carried my imptant and actually gave birth to me Of course.
there was a certain "family" feeling between us superkids,
but 1 have no blood ties to anybodyЧsomething that has
always rankled, in a way Eddinger can't understand. To
him we are so much high technology, some of it functioning
better than others.

With my heart doing a drumroll (or was it some more