Chapter Nine
A week and two days passed without much going on, and at the same time I was very busy with signing royalty contracts.
Lia and Mia continued to work long hours, and I found myself hoping it would end soon. They were doing fifteen to twenty contracts a day, and we were up to over two hundred of them so far. Mia, as far as I knew, was also spending a lot of time on the new major project for the soon to be subsidiary Interstellar Information Systems.
That also meant my sweet Bellona was busy as well, with maintaining all the Fortress Security customers pretty much on her own, because Lia usually helped her with that when it got too busy. Fortunately, most of that could be done on her server, so she was usually home with me. I mostly saw Emma and Bellona that week, and I was wondering if we'd all bitten off more than we could comfortably chew.
Of course, once the contracts were done the whole AG Systems Technology company would practically run itself for the next twenty years, and just collect money until it was time to close the doors. At least, that's what I kept telling myself.
It wasn't all that bad, I just missed eating meals with them both, and them getting home late, I knew it would pass. Still, after the new company was up and running, I was seriously considering a moratorium on more new major projects. We'd have more than enough to keep up with at that point in all four subsidiaries to work a full day, and we'd also be focusing on starting families.
Life was a balance, and my ladies had done an awful lot to make the world a better place, and they were even working on a way to expand out into the stars. That was... enough, there was nothing wrong with relaxing, enjoying what we'd earned, and raising a huge ass family. Was there?
Network security, healthcare breakthroughs and cures, space technologies, maintaining all that would be more than enough, and the project list wasn't going anywhere. We'd know when the time was to dive back into it.
It was that Monday evening, nine days after Mia Saturday, that a few things happened all at once. Probably the one I was happiest with was all four of us were home. We sat in the living room after dinner and discussed our day.
Lia said, "I think there'll be others, probably over the next six months, but I wouldn't expect more than two or three contracts a week. I think there's more than enough competition out there to keep prices competitive, in all the industries we've upset."
Bellona sighed, "Thank god, I'm overloaded with work."
Lia giggled.
Mia tilted her head, and then clicked on the television. It was a thing that wasn't strictly necessary, she could have told me to bring it up on an overlay, while the others all watched it that way too. But, it would feel like watching television separately together, instead of as a family. If that made sense. Perhaps it was just habit? Regardless, I wasn't quite so sure anymore televisions would completely go by the wayside once AR nanite swarms were mainstream, we still had ours.
"Check this out," Mia said as she switched the channel.
The anchor said, "...has retired due to health concerns. Carol Jameson, the Secretary of Energy quietly left the White House today for the last time. The cited health reasons were stress and a heart condition, even if she is relatively young at fifty-three years old. Her doctor was not able to comment."
I frowned, "Did we do that?"
Emma frowned, "That's just a cover, her excuse to step down before shit blew up in her face. We used a tried and true method, we blackmailed her."
Lia snickered, Emma could be rather blunt at times.
I was both a little shocked and tried not to laugh at the same time.
Lia said, "She'd taken a lot of bribes over the years. I'll admit, the reputation of our silent and untraceable reports, plus the deaths around the world, may have contributed to the fact she didn't stay and fight. We'd have never killed her, but she didn't know that, so instead of stonewalling and probably getting away with it like every other corrupt politician when it comes to dubious sources of money, she made tracks."
Mia tilted her head, "She also wasn't getting much traction. I don't think the president was pleased with her ongoing attempts to shut down the new technology. That was supposed to happen in two days, in a federal court. I suspect that whole audit investigation will just go away now."
Lia said, "In about a week I'd suspect, the new Secretary will give it a look over first."
Emma snorted, and waved her hand, "You mean, that he'll leave it on the desk for a week, to make it look good, before he throws it in the wastebasket."
Bellona snickered.
I wasn't sure what to think of it. It was sneaky, but then she'd been corrupt, and she wanted to keep pollution and cancer causing industries alive when there was a clean and realistic alternative. I also wasn't sure if it wasn't a little too close to home, why would the mysterious group that furnished evidence and killed the worst of humanity, go after the Secretary of Energy. Sure, my ladies had gone after corrupt politicians and government agents before, but usually only the ones taking bribes from organized crime or involved in horrific crimes themselves.
It wasn't quite as black and white, but at the same time I didn't really see it as all that morally objectionable.
Mia said, "I have more news," as she flipped the television off.
She sent me a text, with a link, which I opened. It took a few seconds for the security access checks to finish, then brought up an immersive streaming VR video. I couldn't say where it was, there were mountains nearby, and we were standing on rocky terrain. It was a full VR stream, like the five of us were truly standing there. I could even scent the flowers and fresh air. When Mia took my hand, I felt it.
There were also five boxy rectangular objects that were black, and about half the size of one of those large metal freight containers used on container ships.
"What is this?"
Mia said, "We're in Africa, never mind where on that large continent, I know you don't want to know. The important thing is these are the first five interstellar probes. We'll be building five a week for the next ten weeks."
"That fast?"
Mia shrugged, "They're small, the hardest part is getting the testing equipment here without tipping anyone off. It doesn't take long to crank out fifty sensor packages, a hundred fifty AG devices, and fifty FTL devices. It's all the stuff we order for the rest of it that slows production. Anyway, I thought you'd want to see them lift off."
"Why fifty?"
Mia shrugged, "There's fifty G type stars within forty-six light years. The last one is 26 Draconis. Farther out, twice as far, there's more than ten times that, over five hundred G type stars, just within a hundred light years of earth. That number rises geometrically even further out, so it seemed fifty was a good faith start that way.
"The last probe will launch in nine weeks, and it'll take another fifty-five days to get to 26 Draconis. So, in about four months we'll have probes in fifty systems. Once they're done there, they can move on to the next closest fifty, then again, it'll take a long time even with fifty to look at every G-type star within a hundred light years."
Yeah, I saw the problem, fifty weren't nearly enough to scratch the surface of the vast Milky Way galaxy, but at the same time it was a damned good start.
I kissed her softly, then grinned, "Launch away. Wait! Will this cause NORAD to lose their minds?"
She shook her head, "No. That's another reason we're just doing five at a time, besides our limited production capability. We could have waited until they were all ready, but five at a time, we just let them know we were launching experimental craft designed to assay a solar system."
I snickered, "But you didn't tell them we weren't assaying ours?"
Lia giggled, "Nope. Exact wording, and assumptions will take care of secrecy on that."
I laughed, "Alright, get the show on the road."
Honestly, it was a bit anti-climactic. The show I mean. It was perhaps a historic moment, and worth being there, at least virtually, for the first interstellar vehicles taking off, but visually it wasn't nearly as exciting as seeing a rocket take off. The five probes silently lifted off the ground relatively slowly to about two hundred feet, and then they poured on the acceleration and quickly turned into tiny black dots and disappeared.
There was the echo of five sonic booms, but it wasn't all that loud, I guessed they must've been near twenty thousand feet before they broke the sound barrier.
Mia smirked, "There should be a new secure app on your overlay. You won't be able to control them, but you can see what they're up to, look through the pictures, and the gathered data as their gathering it. Of course, the first one won't be to Alpha Centauri for a week. The second one at Tau Ceti will arrive in just under two weeks."
"That's cool. How are you doing this anyway? I mean, this is a virtual representation of something real in real time, isn't it?"
Lia replied, "Sensors and various cameras at the site. I think this would be another cool application for the nanites. Imagine board meetings where the board is still in their offices, or at home, or across the country. They can even shake hands and look each other in the eyes. Feel the vibes. You know? With digital signing becoming more and more popular, there may come a time where even legal documents and contracts between companies could be done digitally. Imagine inviting your lawyer, and a notary virtually to the office, to witness the signing and virtually stamp and initial."
I blew out a breath, "Right, much more than for gaming. With the right sensors installed, you could sell virtual tickets to concerts, sporting events, and it would feel like being there, down to the hot dogs and hot beer."
Emma smirked, "Yes, virtual reality in the augmented reality nanite swarm could be used for more than just play, as we've seen here. It will change business, entertainment, and just about all walks of life. How about that sister someone never gets to see because she's across the country? Or a man who takes a job far from his family, he'd be able to see and even play with his children every day, and even fuck his wife and have it all feel real. They could even hold each other as they fell asleep, and he'll just wake up the next day alone in his hotel room.
"Of course, that hot dog and hot beer won't really be real, so it will never completely replace it, but it's better than watching a live event on a flat television screen."
I quipped, "He also won't be able to knock up his wife."