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"Why `nonsense' project?"

"System Patrol Intelligence started some speculative projects about twenty years ago. If something
comes along that fits with the project, it already has a program to cover it. The nonsense designation
came because some of the ideas are pretty far out. The Gamma Nonsense Project was for investigating
unlikely advances in energy technologies. The Belt antimatter successes are dealt with under that one.
The Phi Nonsense Project was for alien contact. When things heated up, the name got shortened, hence
Phinon. Some of the guys are already referring to the aliens as `Phinons.' I suppose it will stick."

"And you say the project is getting nowhere?" Dykstra continued as he took a seat in the comfy chair.
The lieutenant sat down opposite him on the couch.

"That's right. I'm not a scientist, but working this close to Major Moore I picked up a lot of things,
mainly from having frustrated Ph.D.'s use me as a sounding board. They've had successes, sure. They
understand to a dozen decimal places what the alien technologyтАФthe weapon and some other things we
got back from the Oort cloudтАФcan do. But figuring out how they accomplish these things has remained
beyond them."

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"I have my work cut out for me," Dykstra said.

"I'd say so." Nachtegall stood, checked the time, and said, "I have to leave now. I'll be back tomorrow
morning, say, 0900 hours? I'm supposed to be at your beck and call for the next two days. So if you need
me for anything . . ."

"Very well, Bob."

Nachtegall left and Dykstra set the autochef to prepare a meal. While waiting, he checked out the
workstation. A few commands assured him he had full access to the Phinon Project files. He found a
section on the biology of the aliens that hadn't been included in the cube Moore had sent him. The aliens
had steel skeletons, and in place of muscles, they used a system of hydraulics. Dykstra, fascinated, lost
himself in the information.

Lunch was forgotten and grew cold.

***

"May I come in, Doctor?"

"Certainly, Major Moore." Dykstra led the man to a seat.

"I understand you have something to discuss with me?"

"Names, Major. Among your duties is the recruitment of special talent for the Intelligence branch?"