Book 2: Chapter 48: Operation
Howard
September 2193
Vulcan
I texted Stéphane for the third time in the last hour. I couldn’t call him anymore, as he’d blocked voice calls from me after my last attempt.
His reply came back within a minute. “Still in surgery. Calm down. Aren’t you supposed to be a computer?”
Okay, that stung. Well, not really, but point taken. I took a deep breath and attempted to relax.
Bridget’s surgery was already running overtime. There was no scenario in which that was a good thing. I’d tried distracting myself with a few of the many projects I had on the go, but I couldn’t maintain concentration.
In desperation I checked in on Bill. Guppy indicated that he was running Bullwinkle, so wouldn’t be responding except in an emergency. I doubted that me freaking out really qualified, so I didn’t bother leaving a message. I had a quick peek at his terraforming blog, but there was nothing new.
I was seriously considering just frame-jacking down, when Stéphane called me.