The theatre fire had only received a brief mention on the news channels the next day. There was no clue that the world’s most advanced computer had just been destroyed. The one thing that Jack now realised was that there would be another Proteus. It was only a matter of time. The future was coming, and no one could stop it. He wondered if the next Proteus would force people to wake up to the reality of the digital age. No one’s anonymous. No one’s untraceable. No one’s safe. Jack also wondered what had happened to Del Sarto. Was he alive? There was no mention of them pulling any bodies from the charred remains of the theatre. Charlie moved in front of the TV. ‘Are we going?’ Jack stood and looked at Wren. She was bouncing on the balls of her feet with excitement. ‘Come on then,’ and they strode to the door. Wren turned back to Slink and Obi. ‘Are you two coming?’ Both of them were concentrating on the computer screen and Slink gave her a dismissive wave. ‘Tell us about it when you get back.’ Jack looked at Charlie and winced.
