Beyond the Blue Event Horizon

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shock of all, because on it were a couple of hundred working spaceships. Only you couldn’t direct them. You could get in and go, and that was it. . . and what you found when you got there was shock, shock, shock, shock.
    I knew. I had had the shocks, on my three silly missions-No. Two silly missions. And then one terribly unsilly one. It had made me rich and deprived me of somebody I loved, and what is silly about either of those things?
    And ever since then the Heechee, dead half a million years, not even a written word left to tell what they were up to, had permeated every part of our world. It was all questions, and not very many answers. We didn’t even know what they called themselves, certainly not “Heechee”, because that was just a name the explorers made up for them. We had no idea what these remote and godlike creatures called themselves. But we didn’t know what God called Himself, either. Jehovah, Jupiter, Baal, Allah-those were names people made up. Who knew by what name He was known to His buddies?
    I was trying to let myself feel what I might have felt if the stranger in the Food Factory had actually been Heechee when the toilet flushed, Essie came out and Squiffy made a dash for the bowl. There are indignities to having Full Medical coverage, and a mobile bio-assay unit is one of them.
    “You are wasting my program time!” Essie scolded, and I realized that Harriet had been sitting patiently in the tank, waiting to be told to get on with her information about the other claims on my attention. The report from the Food Factory was all being taped and stored in any case, so Essie went to her own office to deal with her own priorities, I told Harriet to start the cook on lunch, and then I let her do her secretarial duties.
    “You have an appointment to testify before the Senate Ways and Means Committee tomorrow morning, Mr. Broadhead.”
    “I know. I’ll be there.”
    “You’re due for your next checkup this weekend. Shall I confirm the appointment?”
    That’s one of the penalties of Full Medical, and besides Essie insists-she’s twenty years younger than I, and reminds me of it. “All right, let’s get it over with.”
    “You are being sued by one Hanson Bover, and Morton wants to talk to you about it. Your consolidated statement for the quarter came in and is on your desk file-except for the food mine holdings, which will not be complete until tomorrow. And there are a number of minor messages-most of which I have already dealt with-for your review at your convenience.”
    “Thank you. That’s all for now.” The tank went transparent and I leaned back in my chair to think.
    I didn’t need to see the consolidated statement-I already pretty well knew what it would say. The real estate investments were performing nicely; the little bit I had left in sea farming was moving toward a record profit year. Everything was solid, except for the food mines. The last 130-day fever had cost us. I couldn’t blame the guys in Cody, they weren’t any more responsible than I was when the fever bit. But they had somehow let the thermal drilling get out of control, and five thousand acres of our shale were burning away underground. It had taken three months to get the mine back in operation at all, and we still didn’t know what it was going to cost. No wonder their quarterly statement was late.
    But that was only an annoyance, not a disaster. I was too well diversified to be killed by any one sector going bad. I wouldn’t have been in the food mines except for Morton’s advice; the extraction allowance made it a really good thing, tax-wise. (But I’d sold most of my sea-farming holdings to buy in.) Then Morton figured out that I still needed a tax shelter, so we started The Broadhead Institute for Extra-Solar Research. The Institute owns all my stock, but I vote it, and I vote it for what I want to do. I got us into the coownership with the Gateway Corporation that financed probes to four detected but

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