Miranda’s phone buzzed with a message from Jeremy. Check the server. First-order approximations. Still working. And a smiley emoji that Miranda smiled back at. Emojis helped so much in understanding messages, she wished that people came with equipped with them.
Check the server. First-order approximations. Still working.Then she opened her computer and logged into the system. The Mahligai Barge had excellent connectivity. That struck her as curious, the original fifteenth-century barge wouldn’t have had wi-fi. Of course, it also wouldn’t have been made of stone.
Mahligai Barge On the server was a list forwarded from Lizzy at the NRO.
“I’ve got something from your wife, Drake.”
The conversation, which had been hard to follow, collapsed. She only knew enough to know that it hadn’t been g
