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behind my head and leaned back, trying
to piece together what we had so far in my mind.
Obviously, Woz was responsible for the blackout module being
placed in the ship, but why didn’t it leave when Evans was taken? You don’t
kidnap someone and then stay behind to get caught.
Del was either not involved, or killed Woz to hide its own part in
the crime. But if so…why? So it could continue to tag along with us? None of it
made any sense, and every answer came with even more questions. My thoughts
were interrupted by a loud, rapid tone emitting from my pad; the signal for a
priority communication from Sector Security.
I keyed up the device and saw a message with multiple attachments
from the Cipher Division. They had finally cracked the code.
“What is it?” Stinson asked, sensing my excitement.
“Cipher got into the file,” I said, scanning the attachments
quickly. “It contained her secure communications information, including the
codes to access her tracking device. Well this is interesting… she sent
the signal to turn off the tracker.”
“What?” he said incredulously. “She turned it off herself?”
“Apparently, there is an unsent message to Breth explaining that
someone broke Val’s DNA coding and was tracking her movements. She turned it
off right before she was taken; the signal came from her remote link while she
was still on her ship.”
“Too late,” Stinson said, shaking his head. “They must have been
right on top of her by then. Well that solves the mystery of why we can’t track
her signal; anything else?”
“Yes. But Cipher can’t make heads or tails out of it. It’s just a
name in a simple text document—more highly encrypted than anything else in the
files. They haven’t been able to trace or tie it into any of Miss Evan’s
activities.”
“What name?” Stinson said, rising to get a drink from the ship’s
dispenser.
“It just says, Marie Elisabeth.”
Stinson’s face blanked and he fell back into his seat. “What?”
“Do you know this person?” I asked.
“Elisabeth,” he said, “is my daughter’s middle name. Marie Elisabeth Stinson.”
Well that certainly was interesting. “Why would she have your
daughter’s name secreted away in her most impenetrable database?”
“I have no idea,” he almost whispered.
I held up my hand to keep him from speaking further; I didn’t want
anything interrupting the thoughts coming together in my mind.
“You told me that she sent physicians to cure Marie when she was
suffering from a childhood illness, right?”
“She did, and the therapy worked perfectly; Marie’s been healthy
ever since.”
Son of a bitch. That’s it!
“They took samples of her DNA to devise the cure, Jeff. They kept samples of her DNA.”
His mouth slowly started to move, the truth dawning on him. “Evans
used Marie’s DNA to code her tracker. No one would ever make that connection.
Unbelievable.”
Val Evans was indeed a genius. Who would think to check the DNA of
that one girl, out of the millions that Evan’s had helped over the years?
Almost no one , I thought. But someone had put it
together, and used that information to track her down and kidnap her. They
chose the moment when Evans away from the dome and its inherent safety,
striking when she was alone and vulnerable. Or maybe they’d been forced to act
ahead of plan, striking when the tracker went dead and they knew they wouldn’t
be able to follow her anymore. Great, more questions.
“It’s a shame that tracker was disabled,” Stinson said. “It would
have been so easy to find her.”
“Captain Stinson,” I said, drawing his full attention. “We have
the communication codes obtained from the personal files and the DNA
crack. We can remotely control the tracker now. If you will kindly have your
daughter forward a copy of her DNA profile, we will reactivate the device and
find Miss Evans.”
His smile was as genuine as it was large; he triggered a com panel
to
to piece together what we had so far in my mind.
Obviously, Woz was responsible for the blackout module being
placed in the ship, but why didn’t it leave when Evans was taken? You don’t
kidnap someone and then stay behind to get caught.
Del was either not involved, or killed Woz to hide its own part in
the crime. But if so…why? So it could continue to tag along with us? None of it
made any sense, and every answer came with even more questions. My thoughts
were interrupted by a loud, rapid tone emitting from my pad; the signal for a
priority communication from Sector Security.
I keyed up the device and saw a message with multiple attachments
from the Cipher Division. They had finally cracked the code.
“What is it?” Stinson asked, sensing my excitement.
“Cipher got into the file,” I said, scanning the attachments
quickly. “It contained her secure communications information, including the
codes to access her tracking device. Well this is interesting… she sent
the signal to turn off the tracker.”
“What?” he said incredulously. “She turned it off herself?”
“Apparently, there is an unsent message to Breth explaining that
someone broke Val’s DNA coding and was tracking her movements. She turned it
off right before she was taken; the signal came from her remote link while she
was still on her ship.”
“Too late,” Stinson said, shaking his head. “They must have been
right on top of her by then. Well that solves the mystery of why we can’t track
her signal; anything else?”
“Yes. But Cipher can’t make heads or tails out of it. It’s just a
name in a simple text document—more highly encrypted than anything else in the
files. They haven’t been able to trace or tie it into any of Miss Evan’s
activities.”
“What name?” Stinson said, rising to get a drink from the ship’s
dispenser.
“It just says, Marie Elisabeth.”
Stinson’s face blanked and he fell back into his seat. “What?”
“Do you know this person?” I asked.
“Elisabeth,” he said, “is my daughter’s middle name. Marie Elisabeth Stinson.”
Well that certainly was interesting. “Why would she have your
daughter’s name secreted away in her most impenetrable database?”
“I have no idea,” he almost whispered.
I held up my hand to keep him from speaking further; I didn’t want
anything interrupting the thoughts coming together in my mind.
“You told me that she sent physicians to cure Marie when she was
suffering from a childhood illness, right?”
“She did, and the therapy worked perfectly; Marie’s been healthy
ever since.”
Son of a bitch. That’s it!
“They took samples of her DNA to devise the cure, Jeff. They kept samples of her DNA.”
His mouth slowly started to move, the truth dawning on him. “Evans
used Marie’s DNA to code her tracker. No one would ever make that connection.
Unbelievable.”
Val Evans was indeed a genius. Who would think to check the DNA of
that one girl, out of the millions that Evan’s had helped over the years?
Almost no one , I thought. But someone had put it
together, and used that information to track her down and kidnap her. They
chose the moment when Evans away from the dome and its inherent safety,
striking when she was alone and vulnerable. Or maybe they’d been forced to act
ahead of plan, striking when the tracker went dead and they knew they wouldn’t
be able to follow her anymore. Great, more questions.
“It’s a shame that tracker was disabled,” Stinson said. “It would
have been so easy to find her.”
“Captain Stinson,” I said, drawing his full attention. “We have
the communication codes obtained from the personal files and the DNA
crack. We can remotely control the tracker now. If you will kindly have your
daughter forward a copy of her DNA profile, we will reactivate the device and
find Miss Evans.”
His smile was as genuine as it was large; he triggered a com panel
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