Chapter 19

She points up in the air to draw my

attention to the signal. “It’s changed,” she says as Dylan sits on

the arm of my seat. “Last ten minutes or so, right after we homed

in on the source.” Dylan cocks his head to one side and frowns, as

if he’s trying to make out the meaning beneath the staccato bursts

of code. “Nothing to be alarmed about,” Vallery continues, handing

me a log sheet. On it the new message is printed out—a series of

lengthy coordinates pinpointing a course through the Epsilon

system. “I think it’s sort of like a welcome mat, you know?” Dylan

leans against my shoulder to read the message, and despite the

matter at hand I can’t ignore the warmth of his body against mine.

I love him, have I mentioned that? “They know we’re tracking the

signal so they’re making it easy for us, giving us a road map to

guide us through the stars.”

“That would suggest it’s not a relay,

then,” Dylan murmurs. Stretching an arm across the back of my chair