Tangle in the Dark - Kassidor

The men gawked openly, except for one who swallowedand walked forward, offering his hand. He was a bulkier manthan the rest of them, and a little older, appearing to be in hisforties, while the others looked to be thirties. The heads in thedoorway appeared to be twenty-somethings. Half the peoplein this room were women, but non of them were in Minoanrevival garb.“Ms Bancour, is that correct.”“Yes, I am Ava Bancour, Systems Administrator ofGordon’s Lamp.”“The second expedition to 61 Cygni, is that correct?”“Yes sir,” she said with some trepidation. She wondered ifthey all had seen copies of the report.“It is such an honor to meet you...” he started, and shewent thru a meet and greet much as she had at the college,with a certain military debriefing overtone to it.One of the women spoke up, “There is a record of theexpedition from forty one sources who died after it waslaunched and were not pulled into silicon.”“It also agrees with their course, sir,” another of thewomen added. They each had invisible keypads, no doubtprojected on their contact lenses by their in-ears. The fact thatthat was all simulated might not be known to those women.“That is good,” he said, “we are pleased that you don’tcome trying to deceive us.”“I’m not trying to deceive anybody, I’m the one feelingencapsulated.”532