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red swatch— Omah and Bri discuss the day’s events in his hotel room and decide that they are confused by the evidence. Omah finds it hard to resist kissing her and Bri leaves, convinced he has fallen for her at last. —

“What do we do now?” Bri asked.
“Cry? What the hell are we getting into here?” Omah replied.
“I dunno. It’s big. What does that mean? Is it useful? Or gibberish?”
“I don’t know! There are an awful lot of pieces to this puzzle! Normally I struggle to fine one! This isn’t like looking for a needle in a haystack. More like looking for haystack in a small pile of needles!”
“Yah.”
“Well, I’m gonna need sleep. Tomorrow, we need to track down the other staff and find out what we can about how Bentwell got there. I’ll have to interview him but I doubt we’ll get much out of him. In any case, it’s gonna be a big day.”
“Okay. I better get some sleep too then.”
As Bri stood up, her hand accidentally brushed against Omah’s. The touch impelled him to accompany her to the door and when he opened, it she turned so that her face came to within inches of his own. Omah could feel the warmth of her breath and saw her lips, red with lipstick, open, revealing her white teeth. He wanted to kiss her.
“Good night Omah,” she said, breathing hard.
“Seven! Set your alarm!” he called after her.

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red swatch— Omah discovers that the hut in the photograph has been disused for some time but not abandoned. Somebody has been there recently. —

The ride through the forest felt very pleasant to Omah, filled with views of trees just putting on the amber leaves of autumn, and silky streams gushing over rocky falls. Roger peered left and right, looking for something, and then announced:
“Here we are!”
Roger turned onto a dirt track and steered the hovercar carefully between the thick trunks of tall trees until they burst into a clearing and stopped.
“Okay. You two stay here,” Omah said. “I want to look around first.”
Omah picked his way carefully between the car and the steps to the hut, scanning the ground for anything of human origins. Reaching the hut, he tried the door but found it locked. With a hard shove, he tore the padlock off its rotten, wooden mounting and peered inside. It didn’t look as if anybody had visited for years. The meagre contents consisted of a bed, a stove and sink, a cupboard and a tiny water closet. Omah crept around the shack, peering under the bed and stopping at the bedside table. A single cigarette butt lay in an ashtray. He sniffed it, noted its damp smell and returned to the hovercar.
“Nobody’s been here for a while!” he declared, holding up the transparent evidence bag
containing the butt.

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red swatch— Omah DeLion and Bri recruit a tree expert to help them locate the missing chess Grand Master Ezekiel Bentwell and the quantum AI, A-9. —

‘So she did record our conversation in her office,’ Omah thought, as he left the meeting.
Used to clients’ frustration, the detective shrugged off Greentree’s attacks, took a relaxing lunch with Rialto and led him to meet Bri in the conference with the tree expert. A large blow-up of the photograph had been projected on the wall, and the expert paced up and down in front of it pointing out shrubs of interest with a laser pen. Half an hour passed without him giving them anything of interest. Omah glanced at Bri, as if to say,
“Let’s wind this up.”
But then the expert coughed and pointed to a sapling in the corner of the photograph, asking:
“See this?”
Bri and Omah nodded.
“This is the most interesting of all. It’s Prunus trilobal, the flowering almond shrub. I had to do some research because I haven’t come across it personally. It’s only found now in
one area.”
Omah and Bri sat up, but the expert didn’t say anything else.
“Well!” Omah said, losing patience.
“Tell us!” Bri added.
The expert smiled.
“It grows around the Barro area, near the Behrendt Sea. Hope that helps!”

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