Book 5: Chapter 12: Tech Sleuthing
Icarus
September 2320
Alien System
“They have to have some kind of address identification,” I mused, staring at the map I’d created.
“How so?” Dae replied.
I gestured to the map we’d made of the hundreds of wormhole gates in their various orbits. “Otherwise, it’s just a bunch of random wormholes. What did the locals do—just pick one and hope? There must be street signs of some kind.”
Dae nodded. He had followed me through the wormhole and now was sitting in the patio chair he preferred when he was visiting my VR, my cat Spike in his lap and a coffee in his hand. “Theories?” he said.
“Every wormhole has a couple of stations or satellites, and every single one is aligned with the galactic axis. So that’s deliberate. Logic says they’re holding the wormholes open with some kind of negative energy or something. Logic also says they’ll provide the identification data.”
“Which we’ll be able to read right away, because everyone speaks English.”