It was faster than any other form of transportation in the eHuman world. With the exception of Dawn and Adam, the HyperJet cabin was empty. Their elegant seats were outfitted with plugs, but they refrained from using them, since plugging in meant potentially blowing their cover. Both of them knew they might be forced to plug in. If such an unfortunate event occurred, their entire local memory database would zeroize so Edgar and his puppets wouldn’t discover the virus hidden with Adam’s ROM. In the meantime, they wore their energy packs and sat close to one another, holding hands and chatting nervously. Of course they were being monitored and recorded. Thus, they passed the ten-hour journey mostly in silence, using their TeleSpeak to share any fears that crossed their minds and making small talk out loud that would suggest they were eager to meet Edgar. “It’s still so strange,” Adam admitted. “What’s strange?” Dawn asked. “The fact that Edgar Prince is my father,” Adam answered, “I’m so used to being Adam Winter.
