Stranger Suns 1 - George Zebrowski

""Look," Malachi said, "the ripples measure to our predictions for a tachyon mass running into the detector."

Sweating, Juan leaned forward against his straps--but his hopes died. "The signal's coming straight up from the Antarctic." He took a deep breath and switched to the main view of Earth, leaving the blue eye as a bottom-right insert. "Damn Summet, he's got a project of some kind down there!" He looked up at Malachi, who was scratching up another cigarette. "We've gone to a lot of effort to prevent anything else from triggering our detector. It's got to be an experiment generating tachyons."

Malachi coughed and slipped his cigarette into a wall slot. "If it's tachyons."

"What else could it be?""


3.5 out of 5

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