Ell Donsaii 13: DNA Read Online Free Page A
Author: Laurence Dahners
been with him there and said that Donsaii had put Jamieson in the ED, which had to be bullshit. He didn’t know what had actually happened but suspected that Jacobs’ entire security team had jumped him. Donsaii’d actually paid all his medical bills. Probably afraid he’d sue her.
He’d hated the bitch ever since.
Despite his dislike, Jamieson had never done anything more than just think about how sweet it would be to show her how much she actually needed someone who could really provide security like he could. But now… now someone was going to pay him to show her how she needed better security! Talk about a win-win-win situation: one, he could embarrass Steve Jacobs; two, he could show Donsaii why she should’ve hired someone like Jamieson in the first place; three, the little Asian guy, Wang, was going to provide Jamieson with a huge payday.
However, he’d just gone out to her little farm in Chapel Hill to scout things out. Wearing night vision goggles and black clothing, he’d walked onto Donsaii’s farm from the little neighborhood to the west. He really hadn’t expected her security team to be on top of things at all. He’d thought he’d be able to wander around the farm, scouting things out, then exit the same way. Unfortunately, he’d only gotten about half way to the farmhouse when one of the guards he’d seen walking a circuit turned and started coming his way. Then two more came out of the little outbuilding behind the main house. Realizing that they must be using infrared detection technology, or perhaps some kind of sophisticated sonic tracking equipment, he’d turned to leave. By then he’d realized he’d have to use more sophisticated technology to carry off his scouting mission.
To his astonishment, more infrared signatures exited the neighborhood that he’d just come in through. In a few minutes, Jamieson found himself surrounded by six people. Doing his best to disguise his voice, he thought he’d managed to sell them a story about being hired as a reporter who just wanted to get some imaging of Ell Donsaii’s home. Though they’d seemed suspicious of his story—after all it was 2 o’clock in the morning—they’d only checked his fake ID, taken his picture, and then let him go.
All in all, though he was impressed by how quickly they’d responded to his presence on her property, they should never have let him go. Jamieson sure as hell would’ve done some intensive questioning if he’d been in charge of security! There wouldn’t have been any of that touchy-feely Mr. Nice Guy from him.
***
Ell was due at D5R, so she’d gone down into the basement, exited the secret door, and changed her identity from Raquel to Ell. She’d taken the tunnel from the house she, as Raquel, shared with Shan and Zage over to “Ell Donsaii’s” farmhouse. Climbing out of the basement, she briefly said hello to Bridget, then headed out to her car to ride to work.
In her old Ford Focus on the way to work, she checked her rearview and saw Randy’s old pickup following in the distance behind her. Allan, her AI, spoke in her ear, “The rocket approaching 61 Virginis has identified a planet in the habitable zone.”
“Oh,” she said, thinking, “Virginis is the one with two huge planets that are within 0.7 AU, right?”
“Yes. Actually within 0.6 AU.”
“And the planet you found in the habitable zone? What’s its distance?”
“1.1 AU.”
“So,” Ell said, musingly, “a little farther from Virginis than Earth is from the sun. And Virginis is a little cooler than the sun too, right?”
“Yes.”
“Can you tell anything yet about how thick the atmosphere is?”
“No, but spectroscopy does show oxygen.”
Another living world! Ell thought.
Rather than stopping in her office, Ell headed right down to the research area at D5R. There she found Roger, but not Emma. “Rog’, you seen Emma?”
He looked up at her, “This morning at breakfast,” he said giving Ell
He’d hated the bitch ever since.
Despite his dislike, Jamieson had never done anything more than just think about how sweet it would be to show her how much she actually needed someone who could really provide security like he could. But now… now someone was going to pay him to show her how she needed better security! Talk about a win-win-win situation: one, he could embarrass Steve Jacobs; two, he could show Donsaii why she should’ve hired someone like Jamieson in the first place; three, the little Asian guy, Wang, was going to provide Jamieson with a huge payday.
However, he’d just gone out to her little farm in Chapel Hill to scout things out. Wearing night vision goggles and black clothing, he’d walked onto Donsaii’s farm from the little neighborhood to the west. He really hadn’t expected her security team to be on top of things at all. He’d thought he’d be able to wander around the farm, scouting things out, then exit the same way. Unfortunately, he’d only gotten about half way to the farmhouse when one of the guards he’d seen walking a circuit turned and started coming his way. Then two more came out of the little outbuilding behind the main house. Realizing that they must be using infrared detection technology, or perhaps some kind of sophisticated sonic tracking equipment, he’d turned to leave. By then he’d realized he’d have to use more sophisticated technology to carry off his scouting mission.
To his astonishment, more infrared signatures exited the neighborhood that he’d just come in through. In a few minutes, Jamieson found himself surrounded by six people. Doing his best to disguise his voice, he thought he’d managed to sell them a story about being hired as a reporter who just wanted to get some imaging of Ell Donsaii’s home. Though they’d seemed suspicious of his story—after all it was 2 o’clock in the morning—they’d only checked his fake ID, taken his picture, and then let him go.
All in all, though he was impressed by how quickly they’d responded to his presence on her property, they should never have let him go. Jamieson sure as hell would’ve done some intensive questioning if he’d been in charge of security! There wouldn’t have been any of that touchy-feely Mr. Nice Guy from him.
***
Ell was due at D5R, so she’d gone down into the basement, exited the secret door, and changed her identity from Raquel to Ell. She’d taken the tunnel from the house she, as Raquel, shared with Shan and Zage over to “Ell Donsaii’s” farmhouse. Climbing out of the basement, she briefly said hello to Bridget, then headed out to her car to ride to work.
In her old Ford Focus on the way to work, she checked her rearview and saw Randy’s old pickup following in the distance behind her. Allan, her AI, spoke in her ear, “The rocket approaching 61 Virginis has identified a planet in the habitable zone.”
“Oh,” she said, thinking, “Virginis is the one with two huge planets that are within 0.7 AU, right?”
“Yes. Actually within 0.6 AU.”
“And the planet you found in the habitable zone? What’s its distance?”
“1.1 AU.”
“So,” Ell said, musingly, “a little farther from Virginis than Earth is from the sun. And Virginis is a little cooler than the sun too, right?”
“Yes.”
“Can you tell anything yet about how thick the atmosphere is?”
“No, but spectroscopy does show oxygen.”
Another living world! Ell thought.
Rather than stopping in her office, Ell headed right down to the research area at D5R. There she found Roger, but not Emma. “Rog’, you seen Emma?”
He looked up at her, “This morning at breakfast,” he said giving Ell
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