Tangle in the Dark - Kassidor

His mother’s password was ‘mom’ so he didn’t think thatwas going to hold up sophisticated software very long. Hedidn’t let the silence drag on too long. “That also means thatthe laws of physics certainly allow that letter to have comefrom that ship.”Heymon stared a minute, took a sip of his bourbon. “Infull virtuality, yes,” Heymon said. “All they’d need is a copyof your mother’s handwriting and expressions from any of thenotes she wrote. Her senate career wouldn’t have counted.”Kelvin was well aware of that, her career had been anacting job. “It was a Brazilian company that did the scanningapplication for the hospital my mother died in.”“So she could have written it while she was still alive?”“Under coercion,” Kelvin said. “She would never havewritten that willingly if she was still alive.” He decided to tryHeymon on his current thinking. “I think she was cryofrozenand set up in a universe like the heaven she believed in. Shewouldn’t mind that all the people around her were cherubs, infact I think she would prefer it, that would make them perfect.All they’d have to do to make her think it was the Heaven shealways believed in was hide their panels. It wouldn’t takemuch of an expert to do that.”“No,” Heymon admitted, “My wife could do it, she’salmost as good with a scene generator as I am.”“So you could do it?”“Yes,” Heymon said, “If I was there. But why would I?Why would anyone?”317