control-desks

Updated: May 25, 2025

He went in through a door, between two aircars, and on to the central control-desks, going up to a visiscreen over which somebody had crayoned "Novilan EQ." It gave him a view, over the shoulder of a man in the uniform of a field agent third class, of the interior of a conveyer like his own. "Hello, Assistant Verkan," a voice came out of the speaker under the screen, as the man moved his lips.

H. Beam Piper - Time Crime