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.What does this Dufae have to do with Leonardo's plansbeing incomplete?"She considered telling Maynard about Dufae's Codex, but decided not to.Letthat remain a long-kept family secret."Because of the great-aunt's storiesabout Dufae, my father started work on his theories as early as ten, writingdown the tales and trying to conduct scientific analyses of them.This was the1980s and 1990s, just as computers were becoming exponential in ability.When he upgraded to a new computer, he would only move his most recent filesacross and continue work from there.After Leo's death, my grandfatherconsolidated everything into one system, but on the night of Leo's murder, hiswork was spread across half a dozen machines.The thieves only took the one athis offices without realizing there were five more at home.They gotinformation on how to build the gate, but not why it was designed the way itwas in the first place."Maynard groaned at the stupidity of the thieves."I've seen the intelligencereports showing that the gate was definitely your father's work, but therehave always been things that puzzled me about the whole thing.Most inventionshave been a footrace to see who could make the breakthrough first.With thegate, your father's work came out of the blue, and it's been a scramble towork backward to see how he designed it.This explains why there were noPage 72 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlsmall-scale experiments, but it leaves the biggest question.""Which is?""Why in the world did the Chinese steal the design and sink so much money intobuilding the gate when there was no proof that it would work? It's stunningthat it does work.""Mostly works.The little problem of Pittsburgh swapped to Elfhome is becausethe plans were flawed, but the Chinese haven't been able to fix the problem."Maynard turned his focus on Tinker."NSA thinks that you can build a gate fromscratch, without the design flaws of your father's.""It's a possibility that they're seriously entertaining.""Can you?"It would be safer to say no.Straight-out lie.There was the matter of theplacement-test questions, but there were levels to understanding.One has toknow enough to answer rote questions.The higher level was understanding tothe point of creation.It was an invisible barrier that divided the likes ofNewton and Einstein from the rest of the scientific world.Could a testquestion expose that level of understanding? Did she even have it? She thoughtshe understood her father's theories, but she could be wrong.Certainly she'dnever played with them, attempting to create or correct."You can," Maynard said while she wavered."I might." She tempered it."There's a profound lack of parts for such itemsin Pittsburgh.""And there's the matter of getting into space," Maynard quipped."It doesn't have to be in space.My family's stories are filled withforeboding as to what might have caused the gates to fail.My father thoughtthat space was just the safest place to put a doorway between worlds.""So he wasn't predicting the veil effect?"Tinker looked out the side window, past the river to the elfin forest."No.Tobe quite frank, Ithink he would be horrified."* * *She had Maynard take her to the yard, and as she hoped, Oilcan was there.Hercousin hugged her and held on he had heard about her kidnapping.His obvioussource of information, Nathan, was there, glaring at Maynard as if he wereresponsible for dragging her away instead of returning her.Tinker kicked him."Act nice.He's one of the good guys.This is NathanCzernowski.He's a close friend of the family.Nathan, this is Derek Maynard.""I recognize him," Nathan stated, barely civil, but extended his hand."Officer Czernowski." Maynard shook hands.It struck Tinker that they were the same height and coloring.Nathan, though,was nearly twice the width, all muscle, and had a steady plainness to him,like a piece of stone."What the hell happened?" Nathan asked."Your front door was wide open, yourtripwire was activated, but your home system was shut down."Tinker sighed and tried to explain, keeping the facts bare.She didn't botherto mention theNSA misgivings that her life was in danger.Maynard, however, added them in."I need to get back and deal with the NSA agents," Maynard finished."There'sa slim chance they'll be freed by morning, but I'll let you know before theyare.""Thanks."After Maynard left, Nathan hugged her, lifting her off the ground."Hey!" she complained, tired of being manhandled for the day."I was worried about you." He put her down."I can take care of myself," she said, more for Oilcan's sake than Nathan's.Page 73 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html"What's this?" Nathan rubbed the mark between her eyes."Oh, that [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]