Book 5: Chapter 69: Trouble
Herschel
February 2345
Omicron2 Eridani
We were floating a million and a half kilometers from Romulus and Vulcan, cloaking shield up and radio silent. The Bellerophon was probably radiating in infrared at least a bit, but only an astronomer would be viewing the heavens in that frequency range. SUDDAR was so dependable, why would you bother with anything else? At least, as far as the humans knew.
The Bobiverse decision to keep quiet about cloaking was turning out to be a better idea all the time. Eventually, of course, it would leak out, and we’d be back to an arms race, but for now, we had the advantage. Of course, there was always the random chance of some vessel coming into close enough range to accidentally detect us, but we’d planned our position to avoid all the known flight lanes.
I received a ping from Will, followed by a video connection. “I’m coming up on the agreed position. You guys there yet?”
“Been here for six hours, Will. You’ll see us in visible light when you get close enough. You going to finally tell us how you got here from 82 Eridani in next to no time?”
“WormNet.”
“Come again?”