We Are Legion (We Are Bob) Book 2: Chapter 40: Gotcha

Riker

February 2178

Vulcan

The man sat in front of a large bank of monitors. He watched one for a few monts, then moved to the next. He never seed to stop, never rested.

The little red farmhouse sat far to the north of VEHENT central. Nothing about it was distinctive. No visible technology, no radio broadcasts, nothing to indicate this was anything other than the ho of so elderly recluse.

Except for an occasional scatter of maser radiation. I grinned as I watched him work. A maser passing through fifty kiloters of atmosphere was not quite undetectable, if you were sufficiently motivated. A small bit of radiation scattering, a slight warming of the air…

Passive detection ant he didn’t know I’d picked up his signal. It ant he didn’t know I was listening in on his conversations. Encrypted SCUT communications ant he couldn’t detect my drones.

Well, well, well. Ti for payback. But first, I wanted him to know…