decided to say nothing until they got home. They had time to do that and come back though he does not say how much time. But he and Trelawney agreed that a hypercomm report would only generate a rejection. That the politicians would want to keep clear of a meeting. Trelawney wanted to be there to fight for the meeting.â
âWell,â said Priscilla, âit doesnât matter now. Itâs nine years ago. The aliens are long gone. And everybodyâs dead on this side.â
Jake looked up from the screen. âSo what do we do, Captain Hutchins?â
âFile a report, hope they can find the
Forscher
, and get on with our own mission.â
âYouâre not interested in going the rest of the way out to Talios?â
âIs that what youâre proposing?â
âWhy not?â
âJake.â She felt uncomfortable. Priscilla was used to running her life on schedules. âItâll throw us way behind.â
âSure it will. Think anybody will notice?â
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TALIOS WAS A class G dwarf, about the same size as Sol, but younger by two billion years. According to the data charts, there were eleven planets in the system. Talios III had life-forms. And that was pretty much the extent of the available information.
Talios V and VI were where?
They needed several more days to track them down. Talios V was small and airless, eight hundred million kilometers from the sun, completing an orbit every twelve years. VI was a gas giant with an entourage of forty-some moons and a magnificent set of rings. It was just over twice as far out. âOrbital period thirty-one years,â said Benny. âThey were lined up three and a half years ago.â
âSo weâre a little late for the wedding,â said Priscilla.
Jakeâs eyes closed. âUnfortunately, the groom never showed up at all.â
âBenny, when will V and VI line up again?â asked Priscilla. âNot that it matters.â
âSixty-five years and a couple of months.â
âItâs a pity,â said Jake.
âYou didnât expect them to wait around, did you?â
âI wasnât sure I wanted them to wait around.â It was the first time sheâd seen him look uncertain. âStillâWell, letâs go take a look at Talios III.â
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THE PLANET FLOATED serenely on the navigation display, but it was hard to believe it harbored life. It did have large blue oceans. White clouds drifted through the skies, and there was snow at the poles. But the continents, the landmasses, looked utterly desolate. No fleck of green appeared anywhere. Nothing moved across its bleak, flat plains.
âAccording to the database,â said Benny, âlife got started here less than five hundred million years ago.â
âSo itâs still in the oceans,â said Jake.
âThat may be correct, Captain. In any case, you would not be able to detect its presence.â
âToo small?â
âUnicellular. It will be a long time before thereâs anything down there that would be visible to the naked eye.â
âI wonder if theyâll ever figure out,â said Priscilla, âwhy life is so rare.â
Jake magnified the images. Large brown patches of land. River valleys. Mountain chains cutting across continents. All empty. âHard to believe. Whatâve we looked at now, hundreds of worlds with liquid water and stable suns? And just a handful are alive.â
âA century ago,â said Priscilla, âthey thought that almost any biozone world was likely to produce living things.â She was thinking that this was why the meeting at this world had been so important. With life so rare, and advanced civilizations virtually nonexistentâDamn.
So close.
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THERE WAS NOTHING to look at. From Priscillaâs perspective, theyâd wasted time coming here. But she wasnât going to