"Continuing Time - 01 - Emerald Eyes" - читать интересную книгу автора (Moran Daniel Keys)

УShana?Ф
УI Е I do not feel well.Ф
Carl Castanaveras did not even look away from his match as they left.

The field image wavered slightly. Suzanne MontignetТs image waited for nearly
three seconds after Malko had finished speaking; round-trip signal time from the
PKF Elite SpaceBase One, at L-5. УYouТve got to be kidding.Ф
Malko shook his head no. УThey werenТt sure at first what was happening. It took
nearly a day before the transform virus killed her. I had Carson on the line
after it happened. He deniedЧФ
УOf course the virus killed her,Ф Suzanne exploded after the strange delay that
Malko found himself unable to become used to. УWhat did the bloody fools expect?
She was a de Nostri, for GodТs sake! Their muscle cells behave differently!Ф
Malko waited until there was silence before he continued. УEllie Samuels did the
work, and she says she received her orders directly from Councillor Carson. You
werenТt available for her to check with, which is pretty clearly intentional.Ф
Suzanne was nodding tensely. УOf course it was. CarsonТs wanted to try seeding
one of the de Nostri with the enhanced-strength transform virus for the last
year. TheyТre so strong to begin with, the damn fool figures this should make
them even stronger. I told him the odds were terrible.Ф She looked broodingly
into the camera, eyes slightly unfocused; she was not looking at the screen that
held MalkoТs image. УItТs been fascinating, seeing the work the Peaceforcers
have been doing in transform viruses, but it still didnТt make sense, how
insistent they were that I make the trip to L-5, until now. Carson wanted me up
here so that I couldnТt interfere down there. Have you heard from Amnier?Ф
УNot a word. The Prosecutor GeneralТs office wonТt even return my calls. I think
theyТre going to let Carson get away with it.Ф
УHas Shana been autopsied yet?Ф
УNo.Ф
УHowТs Carl?Ф
Malko hesitated. УЕangry.Ф
УThat bad?Ф
УIТve never seen it worse.Ф
She seemed to reach a decision. УVery well. DonТt let her be autopsied until I
get back. I want to be there. Ellie might not have known what she was doing when
she got her ordersЕФ She was looking off-screen at something. УShip leaves at
2300 hours. I can be in Manhattan by this time tomorrow. Have Carl confined.Ф
УIТll try.Ф The holo field went silver, then flattened, and SuzanneТs figure
vanished without saying anything further.
If, thought Malko quietly, I can find him.

The receptionist sat at the wide front desk, in the inner lobby of the offices
of the Unification Council, at the United Nations Building in New York City.
Sunlight struck a warm, late afternoon glow through the bay windows that
surrounded the lobby on three sides, washed in and overrode the clean white
glowpaint. The receptionist thought she saw movement outside, through the
window, and dismissed it as a figment of her imagination.
The doors slid aside, and by reflex she touched the pressure point at the side
of her desk, marked security, the instant the young man walked in. By appearance
he was perhaps fifteen or sixteen years of age; young, but old enough to be