〃No； not at all；〃 Ricky said； giving them a hard look。 〃I just want Jack to have some background first。 I want to go over that with him。〃
David looked at his watch。 〃Well； how much time do you think that will take？ Because I figure we've got…〃
〃I said； Let me show him around； for Christ's sake！〃 Ricky was almost snarling。 I was surprised； I'd never seen him lose his temper before。 But apparently they had：
〃Okay； okay； Ricky。〃
〃Hey； you're the boss； Ricky。〃
〃That's right； I am；〃 Ricky said； still visibly angry。 〃And by the way； your break ended ten minutes ago。 So let's get back to work。〃 He looked into the adjoining game room。 〃Where are the others？〃
〃Fixing the perimeter sensors。〃
〃You mean they're outside？〃
〃No； no。 They're in the utility room。 Bobby thinks there's a calibration problem with the sensor units。〃
〃Great。 Did anybody tell Vince？〃
〃No。 It's software： Bobby's taking care of it。〃
It was at that point that my cell phone beeped。 I was surprised； pulled it out of my pocket。 I turned to the others。 〃Cell phones work？〃
〃Yeah；〃 Ricky said； 〃we're wired here。〃 He went back to his argument with David and Rosie。 I stepped into the corridor and got my messages。 There was only one； from the hospital； about Julia。 〃We understand you are Ms。 Forman's husband； and if you could call us please as soon as possible 。。。〃 Then an extension for a Dr。 Rana。 I dialed back at once。 The switchboard put me through。 〃ICU。〃
I asked for Dr。 Rana； and waited until he came on。 I said； 〃This is Jack Forman。 Julia Forman's husband。〃
〃Oh yes； Mr。 Forman。〃 A pleasant； melodic voice。 〃Thank you for calling back。 I understand you acpanied your wife to the hospital last night。 Yes？ Well then you know the seriousness of her injuries； or should I say her potential injuries。 We really do feel that she needs to have a thorough workup for cervical fracture； and for subdural hematoma； and she needs a pelvic fracture workup as well。〃
〃Yes；〃 I said。 〃That's what I was told last night。 Is there a problem？〃
〃Actually； there is。 Your wife is refusing treatment。〃
〃She is？〃
〃Last night； she allowed us to take X…rays and to set the fractures in her wrist。 We've explained to her that X…rays are limited in what we can see； and that it is quite important for her to have an MRI； but she is refusing that。〃
I said； 〃Why？〃
〃She says she doesn't need it。〃
〃Of course she needs it；〃 I said。
〃Yes； she does； Mr。 Forman；〃 Rana said。 〃I don't want to alarm you but the concern with pelvic fracture is massive hemorrhaging into the abdomen and； well； bleeding to death。 It can happen very quickly； and…〃
〃What do you want me to do？〃
〃We'd like you to talk to her。〃
〃Of course。 Put her on。〃
〃Unfortunately； she's gone for some additional X…rays just now。 Is there a number where you can be reached？ Your cell phone？ All right。 One other thing； Mr。 Forman； we weren't able to take a psychiatric history from your wife 。。。〃
〃Why is that？〃
〃She refuses to talk about it。 I'm referring to drugs； any history of behavioral disorders； that kind of thing。 Can you shed any light in that area？〃
〃I'll try 。。。〃
〃I don't want to alarm you； but your wife has been； well； a bit on the irrational side。 At times； almost delusional。〃
〃She's been under a lot of stress lately；〃 I said。
〃Yes； I am sure that contributes；〃 Dr。 Rana said smoothly。 〃And she has suffered a severe head injury； which we need to investigate further。 I don't want to alarm you； but frankly it was the opinion of the psychiatric consult that your wife was suffering from a bipolar disorder； or a drug disorder； or both。〃
〃I see 。。。〃
〃And of course such questions naturally arise in the context of a single…car automobile accident 。。。〃
He meant that the accident might be a suicide attempt。 I didn't think that was likely。 〃I have no knowledge of my wife taking drugs；〃 I said。 〃But I have been concerned about her behavior for； oh； a few weeks now。〃
Ricky came over； and stood by me impatiently。 I put my hand over the phone。 〃It's about Julia。〃 He nodded； and glanced at his watch。 Raised his eyebrows。 I thought it was pretty odd； that he would push me when I was talking to the hospital about my wife…and his immediate superior。 The doctor rambled on for a while； and I did my best to answer his questions； but the fact was I didn't have any information that could help him。 He said he would have Julia call when she got back； and I said I would wait for the call。 I flipped the phone closed。 Ricky said； 〃Okay； fine。 Sorry to rush you； Jack； but 。。。 you know； I've got a lot to show you。〃
〃Is there a time problem？〃 I said。
〃I don't know。 Maybe。〃
I started to ask what he meant by that； but he was already leading me forward； walking quickly。 We left the residential area； passing through another glass door； and down another passageway。 This passage； I noticed； was tightly sealed。 We walked along a glass walkway suspended above the floor。 The glass had little perforations； and beneath was a series of vacuum ducts for suction。 By now I was growing accustomed to the constant hiss of the air handlers。 Midway down the corridor was another pair of glass doors。 We had to go through them one at a time。 They parted as we went through； and closed behind us。 Continuing on； I again had the distinct feeling of being in a prison； of going through a succession of barred gates； going deeper and deeper into something。
It might be all high…tech and shiny glass walls…but it was still a prison。
DAY 6
8：12 A。M。
We came into a large room marked UTILITY and beneath it； MOLSTOCK/FABSTOCK/FEEDSTOCK。 The walls and ceiling were covered with the familiar smooth plastic laminate。 Large laminated containers were stacked on the floor。 Off to the right I saw a row of big stainless…steel kettles； sunk below ground with lots of piping and valves surrounding them； and ing up to the first…floor level。 It looked exactly like a microbrewery； and I was about to ask Ricky about it when he said； 〃So there you are！〃 Working at a junction box beneath a monitor screen were three more members of my old team。 They looked slightly guilty as we came up； like kids caught with their hands in the cookie jar。 Of course Bobby Lembeck was their leader。 At thirty…five； Bobby now supervised more code than he wrote； but he could still write when he wanted to。 As always； he was wearing faded jeans and a Ghost in the Shell T…shirt； his ubiquitous Walkman clamped to his waist。 Then there was Mae Chang； beautiful and delicate； about as different from Rosie Castro as any woman could be。 Mae had worked as a field biologist in Sichuan studying the golden snub…nosed monkey before turning to programming in her mid…twenties。 Her time in the field； as well as her natural inclination； led her to be almost silent。 Mae said very little； moved almost soundlessly； and never raised her voice…but she never lost an argument； either。 Like many field biologists； she had developed the uncanny ability to slip into the background； to bee unnoticed； almost to vanish。
And finally Charley Davenport； grumpy； rumpled； and already overweight at thirty。 Slow and lumbering； he looked as if he had slept in his clothes； and in fact he often did； after a marathon programming session。 Charley had worked under John Holland in Chicago and Doyne Farmer at Los Alamos。 He was an expert in genetic algorithms； the kind of programming that mimicked natural selection to hone answers。 But he was an irritating personality…he hummed； he snorted； talked to himself； and farted with noisy abandon。 The group only tolerated him because he was so talented。
〃Does it really take three people to do this？〃 Ricky said； after I'd shaken hands all around。
〃Yes；〃 Bobby said； 〃it does take three people； El Rooto； because it's plicated。〃
〃Why？ And don't call me El Rooto。〃
〃I obey； Mr。 Root。〃
〃Just get on with it 。。。〃
〃Well；〃 Bobby said； 〃I started to check the sensors after this morning's episode； and it looks to me like they're miscalibrated。 But since nobody is going outside； the question is whether we're reading them wrong； or whether the sensors themselves are faulty； or just scaled wrong on the equipment in here。 Mae knows these sensors； she's used them in China。 I'm making code revisions now。 And Charley is here because he won't go away and leave us alone。〃
〃Shit； I have better things to do；〃 Charley said。 〃But I wrote the algorithm that controls the sensors； and we need to optimize the sensor code after they're done。 I'm just waiting until they stop screwing around。 Then I'll optimize。〃 He looked pointedly at Bobby。 〃None of these guys can optimize worth a damn。〃
Mae said； 〃Bobby can。〃
〃Yeah； if you give him six months； maybe。〃
〃Children； children；〃 Ricky said。 〃Let's not make a scene in front of our guest。〃 I smiled blandly。 The truth was； I hadn't been paying attention to what they were saying。 I was just watching them。 These were three of my best programmers…and when they had worked for me； they had been self…assured to the point of arrogance。 But now I was struck by how nervous the group was。 They were all on edge； bickering； jumpy。 And thinking back； I realized that Rosie and David had been on edge； too。
Charle