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Chapter 41

Saturday, 12 March 2022 – 7:30 p.m. SAST

Ramesh had finally fallen asleep again. He was exhausted, but his fear of flying, the stress of recent events and the general discomfort of his seat made it nearly impossible to rest.

A green light flashed in his head. It was a subtle indicator, but in the hazy consciousness between sleeping and waking, it was extraordinarily annoying. Ramesh tossed in his chair, trying to eliminate the light from his line of sight. No matter what he did, the flashing continued. He awoke.

The light was a message indicator. He thought that he had deactivated the visual implants, but he had apparently done something wrong. He accepted the message. It was from Quinn.

Ramesh, something has happened. We are still trying to determine the exact nature of the problem, but for now you may find unusual results in the futurestream. Contact us if you must use it. Will message you later with status.

Ramesh stared at the message for a moment. He considered a reply, but realized that he had nothing relevant to ask or add. He would wait.

He looked at his watch. He would be arriving in Durban in three hours, making it nearly eleven p.m. local time when he arrived. He regretted that he had effectively lost two days just for travel, but he looked forward to seeing Brad.

As he thought of Brad and their friendship, a dark anxiety poured over him. He brushed off the sense, knowing that he would feel better on the ground.