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The Brethren had entered MichaelтАЩs and GabrielтАЩs lives when they were growing up on a farm in South
Dakota. A team of mercenaries looking for their father had attacked their home and set fire to the
buildings. The two Corrigan brothers had survived, but their father had disappeared. Years later, after
being raised by their mother off the Grid, the Corrigans ended up in Los Angeles. Nathan Boone and his
men first captured Michael, and then Gabriel. They transported both brothers to the Evergreen
FoundationтАЩs Research Center.

The BrethrenтАЩs scientists had built a powerful quantum computer, and the subatomic particles at the
heart of the machine had enabled communication with the other realms that only Travelers had been able
to explore. The new quantum computer was supposed to track a TravelerтАЩs passage across the four
barriers to other worlds, but a young Harlequin named Maya had destroyed it when she rescued Gabriel.

Whenever Michael evaluated his new change in status, he had to admit that MayaтАЩs attack on the
Research Center was the crucial step in his personal transformation. He had shown his loyaltyтАФnot to his
brotherтАФbut to the Brethren. Once the wreckage was cleaned up and a new security perimeter was
established, Michael had returned to the center. He was still a prisoner, but eventually everyone in the
world was going to be part of an enormous prison. The only real distinction was your level of awareness.
There was going to be a new alignment of power in the world, and he planned to be on the winning side.




IT HAD TAKENonly a few sessions in the room for Michael to be seduced by the power of the Vast
Machine. There was something about sitting in the chair that made you feel like God looking down from
heaven. Right now, the young woman wearing the leather jacket had just stopped at a makeup counter
and was chatting with the salesclerk. Michael slipped on the headset and pressed a switch. Immediately,
he was talking to the BrethrenтАЩs new computer center in Berlin.

тАЬThis is Michael. I want to speak to Lars.тАЭ

тАЬJust a minute, please,тАЭ said a woman with a German accent. A few seconds later, Lars came on the
line. He was always helpful, and never asked impertinent questions.

тАЬOkay. IтАЩm at Printemps in Paris,тАЭ Michael said. тАЬThe target is at the makeup counter. So how do I get
her personal information?тАЭ

тАЬLet me take a look,тАЭ Lars said.

A small red light appeared on the lower right corner of the screen. That meant Lars had access to the
same image. Often several technicians were watching the same surveillance system or you attached
yourself to the activities of a bored security guard sitting in a monitoring room somewhere. The
guardsтАФwho were supposedly the first line of defense against terrorists and criminalsтАФspent a great
deal of their time stalking women through malls and then out into the parking lot. If you switched on the
audio, you could hear them chatting to one another and laughing when a woman wearing a tight skirt was
about to get into a sports car.
 тАЬWe can reduce her face to an algorithm and compare it to the photographs in the French passport
database,тАЭ Lars explained. тАЬBut itтАЩs much easier if we just pick up her credit card number. Look at your
personal monitor and click the dedicated telecommunications option. Type in as much information as
possible: location of the phone, date, timeтАФwhich is right now, of course. The Carnivore program will
skim her number the moment itтАЩs transmitted.тАЭ