Saturday, August 22, 2020

Digital Fortress Chapter 42

Inside Node 3, Susan found herself pacing wildly. She wished she'd uncovered Hale whenever she'd got the opportunity. Sound sat at his terminal. â€Å"Stress is an executioner, Sue. Something you need to get off your chest?† Susan constrained herself to sit. She had thought Strathmore would be off the telephone at this point and come back to address her, yet he was no place to be seen. Susan attempted to resist the urge to panic. She looked at her PC screen. The tracer was all the while running-for the subsequent time. It was unimportant at this point. Susan knew whose address it would return: [email protected] Susan looked up toward Strathmore's workstation and realized she was unable to stand by any more. The time had come to interfere with the authority's call. She stood and set out toward the entryway. Solidness appeared to be unexpectedly uncomfortable, evidently seeing Susan's odd conduct. He walked rapidly over the room and beat her to the entryway. He collapsed his arms and hindered her exit. â€Å"Tell me what's going on,† he requested. â€Å"There's something going on here today. What is it?† â€Å"Let me out,† Susan said as uniformly as could be expected under the circumstances, feeling an unexpected twinge of threat. â€Å"Come on,† Hale squeezed. â€Å"Strathmore essentially terminated Chartrukian for carrying out his responsibility. What's happening inside TRANSLTR? We don't have any diagnostics that run eighteen hours. That is horse crap, and you know it. Mention to me what's going on.† Susan's eyes limited. You realize damn well what's happening! â€Å"Back off, Greg,† she requested. â€Å"I need to utilize the bathroom.† Solidness smiled. He held up a long second and afterward moved to one side. â€Å"Sorry Sue. Just flirting.† Susan pushed by him and left Node 3. As she passed the glass divider, she detected Hale's eyes drilling into her from the opposite side. Hesitantly, she hovered toward the washrooms. She would need to make an alternate route before visiting the Commander. Greg Hale could speculate nothing.

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