![]() ![]() On one of the monitors in front of them a pixelated image began to appear. The distant rhythmic thud of Holborn Viaduct’s generator was momentarily blocked out by the hum of energy discharging into the displacement machine. ‘OK, Bob, let’s grab an image and see what’s what.’ ‘It’s possible one of them has failed or got broken,’ she added. Neither of them decided to say out loud whose signal they hoped they’d locked on. They don’t say whose breadcrumb trail, I’m afraid.’ Rashim had them leaking a breadcrumb trail of tachyons, that’s all. ‘The transponders aren’t that sophisticated, Sal. That’s all we seem to have here,’ said Maddy. Let’s see if we can get a look.’Īn hour later they had a candidate location: a string of coordinates that computer-Bob estimated was within fifty yards of the signal’s origin. ‘How precise? I mean, are we talking an image taken within a yard of the transponder signal? Or a hundred yards? Or a mile? What?’ ![]() > I can attempt to triangulate this last signal. ‘Computer-Bob, how accurate is the signal?’ ‘It’s got to be worth a try, I guess.’ She leaned forward. ![]()
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