"Martha Soukup - Things Not Seen" - читать интересную книгу автора (Soukup Martha)

"It's driving me crazy," she told her sister. "Three days of this, and the robot makes no more sense than
ever. NoтАФthe robot makes as much sense as ever. And it's probably got a hundred man-years of
software in it. I could be looking forever." She rubbed her face, yawning. "If only they weren't too
paranoid to bring in a team of people to look over the thing. The best way to spot a bug is to bring in a
new perspective, but I can tell Drobisch doesn't even like having one person look at it."

"You saw Yonamura?" George asked.

"Oh, yeah. Speaking of brick walls, that woman's not going to talk about anything."

"Buried passions?"

"Buried everything. I can't guess what kind of secrets she's keeping. Maybe she just has more respect for
non-disclosure agreements than I do."

"Hey, if you can't tell someone who shares your genetic material, who can you tell?" George said. "I'll
never tell. Let them think I'm you."

"You wouldn't pass the retina ID check they made me take when I signed all those forms."

"So I won't let them stare deeply into my eyes. They'd never check. Even if they thought about you
having a twin, the world's full of idiots who think twins have the same fingerprints and retina prints." As
teenagers, George and Ginnie had read too much science fiction about clones, who were nothing but
high-tech twins, not only having the same fingerprints, but lockstep personalities. They hated that. "Here's
your surprise bonus today for having a nosy twin." George tossed a bound document on the kitchen
table.

"What's this?"

"I drove over to Tech today to see if anyone had any old gossip about Herrera. Nothing. He had a
girlfriend junior year from City College, but it didn't last." Ginnie snorted. She'd never thought much of
guys who had to leave campus to get girlfriends. "So I looked up his doctoral dissertation, just so it
wouldn't be a complete waste of time driving to Pasadena."
"It's always a waste of time driving to Pasadena," Ginnie said automatically, picking up the binder. "
'Induced Heuristics and Rote Learning in Mammals'? Sounds like a page-turner."

"I still say Yonamura did him in, but if they weren't hot and heavy, and it was sabotage, this could be a
clue to whatever they were working on."

"It was twelve years ago," Ginnie said. "It could have nothing at all to do with whatever he was doing for
the company." She flipped through the pages. "And it's really badly written. Do they make you write
dissertations this way? Thank god I didn't go for a doctorate."

"I had a look at it," George said. "There's some theoretical stuff about ways to treat people who've lost
abilities due to strokes or other brain trauma. "

"Like ice picks?"

"Ick. Like, say, someone has a microstroke, and can't tie his shoelaces anymore. Herrera thinks it should