special. He had said she was a Traveler, that it was her destiny to fight for Veelox. His calm voice came back to her. Sometimes the solution is that there is no solution. What did he mean by that?
She turned to Dal Whitbred, grabbed his arm. âDal, please!â she said. âI think I can stop it. Just give me one more chance!â
Allik Worthintin snapped his fingers at the burly Lifelight Services man. âNow. Take her.â
âPlease, Dal!â She tightened her grip on his arm. âI swear I was only trying to stop this thing. I have to jump if Iâm going to stop the program.â
Dal Whitbred studied her face. It was obvious he wanted to believe her.
âItâs me, Dal! Have I ever given you any indication that I would try to mess up Lifelight? Headmistress Nilssin? Come on! Thatâs not me.â
Dal and Headmistress Nilssin looked at each other.
âNothing else is working,â Dal said.
Headmistress Nilssin gave him a slight nod.
âAbsolutely not,â Allik Worthintin said. âIâm going to question her personally. And Iâm going to do it now.â He pointed his finger at Dal Whitbred. âThatâs an order!â
Dal Whitbred swallowed. âDo you have the full authority of all the directors, sir?â he said. âBecause unless you have the full vote of the directors on this matter, I have operational authority to do what I think is right. And I think weâre out of options here.â
Allik Worthintinâs blue eyes bored into Dalâs face. âAre you willing to stake your job on it?â
âYes, sir, I am.â Dalâs voice was firm and calm.
Allik Worthintin said nothing.
As the two men locked eyes, the senior vedder hustled up behind them. He was a roly-poly man with a nervous face. âSomething has gone wrong with the neural buffering,â he said. âI canât guarantee her safety.â
âI donât care,â Aja said. âIâll take the chance.â
Finally Director Worthintin threw up his hands, his lips curling in anger. âAll right. Fine. I wash my hands of this.â He turned and stalked away.
âGet me back in,â Aja said.
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C heater!â Aja shouted into the darkness. âYouâre a cheater! Youâre not smarter than I am! Youâre not better than I am! Youâre just a worthless little cheater!â
For a moment there was no sound. Just an empty, cold, featureless darkness. Omni Cader sniffled once.
Then, above them, a small square of light appeared. An eye looked down. âOh, youâre so predictable.â Nakâs voice came out of the little hole.
âPredictable?â
Aja felt a horrible sick sensation in her stomach. What if she had been wrong about Nak? What if Nak was never going to let her out of here? There would be more Beasts. More sequences. More tricks. More gimmicks.
âIâm not a cheater,â Nak said. âIâm just smarter.â
âNo offense, Nak,â she said, âbut Iâve been better in math than you from day one.â
âExactly!â Nak said. There was a note of triumph in his voice.
The tiny door through which Nak was looking slid shut. The room went dark again.
And then it hit her. She hadnât looked deeply enough into the problem. There was a sequence to the rooms, yes. But there was also a sequence to the timing, too. The gaps between reconfigurations ranged from one to five minutes. There was probably some kind of sequence there too. And if there was a relationship between the time and the symbolsâ¦well, it would get into some seriously complicated math.
After a while the grinding noise began again. A new sequence, she thought. A new sequence would be beginning.
But how did it start? Was it random?
âWhat do we do now?â Omni said.
âI donât know,â Aja said. âI have to do some calculations. Letâs move to a room with
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